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Two, however, housed Chamber Slaves, girls like Vika, clad and collared identically. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 7, Sentence #19)

Each, like mine, lacked a gate or door, and had for its entrance only that massive portal, perhaps some twelve feet wide and eighteen feet high. I would not have enjoyed sleeping in such a room, for there was no way to protect oneself from the hall, and of course eventually one would need sleep. Almost all of the chambers I passed, and I passed many, seemed to be empty. Two, however, housed Chamber Slaves, girls like Vika, clad and collared identically. I supposed the only difference in the attire of the three girls would have been the numerals engraved on their collars. Vika of course had worn a scarf and these girls did not, but now Vika no longer wore her scarf; now her collar, steel and gleaming, locked, encircling her fair throat, was as evident and beautiful as theirs, proclaiming her to the eyes of all, like them, only a slave girl. The first girl was a short, sturdy wench with thick ankles and wide, exciting shoulders, probably of peasant stock. - (Priest-Kings of Gor)