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But in time, I conjectured, they, too, would be slave girls, and piteously begging other slaves for secrets on how better to serve men. - (Hunters of Gor, Chapter 15, Sentence #96)

I looked at the two panther girls, being led away. They were the first of our catches. How furious they were, proud panther girls, to be led into captivity, helplessly, by a mere slave girl. But in time, I conjectured, they, too, would be slave girls, and piteously begging other slaves for secrets on how better to serve men. The men of Tyros, I knew, familiar with islands and the sweeps of gleaming Thassa, were inexperienced in the forest. The panther girls were their guides, their hunters, their scouts, their shields. If I could make it so that the panther girls feared to leave the camp, and, in the marches, would insist on remaining near the long slave chain, putatively protected by their numbers, the men of Tyros would be, for many practical purposes, deprived of the services of their otherwise dangerously effective allies. - (Hunters of Gor)