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I rose to my hands and knees, my back to the tree. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #842)

I rubbed my wrists. I looked about myself. My right ankle, by a short length of black leather, was tied to a small, white-barked tree. I rose to my hands and knees, my back to the tree. I was still naked. I then sat with my back against the tree, my legs drawn up, my chin on my knees, my hands about my knees. I watched the man, who was sitting, cross-legged, a few feet away. - (Slave Girl of Gor)