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"I understand," she said, "why I must be blindfolded, that you have doubtless here, in the privacy of your own chambers, removed your mask. - (Rogue of Gor, Chapter 24, Sentence #217)

"Please, speak to me, Master," she begged. She was very beautiful. She squirmed in the loops of yellow cord holding her wrists behind her back. "I understand," she said, "why I must be blindfolded, that you have doubtless here, in the privacy of your own chambers, removed your mask. I am not to be permitted to see the face of the courier of Ragnar Voskjard, no more than others, even though I am only a lowly slave. Who knows through what sales or changings of hands a girl who is mere property such as I might pass? You cannot risk that I might, someday, somewhere, if only by inadvertence, perhaps by a startled cry or gesture, or a too-eager licking at your feet, compromise your secret". I was interested that she had spoken, and naturally, of the licking of feet. - (Rogue of Gor)