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About her throat, over the slender, identificatory collar, a heavy, thick iron collar had been locked, with a heavy chain, leading to the stout loop of the slave ring, some eight inches in width, fixed in the foot of the couch. - (Guardsman of Gor, Chapter 21, Sentence #2)

"Perhaps I should have gagged Master," she said. I then carried her, over my shoulder, into the bedroom, to throw her to the foot of my couch, beneath the slave ring. The Slave Ring; The Whip is Kissed; Black Wine; A Slave is Named; Ecstasy How small and soft she was, and how beautiful, lying in my arms, on the furs of love, at the foot of my couch, in the soft light of the ravishment lamp. About her throat, over the slender, identificatory collar, a heavy, thick iron collar had been locked, with a heavy chain, leading to the stout loop of the slave ring, some eight inches in width, fixed in the foot of the couch. "I am so happy, my Master," she said. "I am so happy". Her first taking had been on the floor of the bedroom, she still locked in the body chain. - (Guardsman of Gor)