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It was possible, given slave control, that neither would encounter the other again, unless, of course, it was his will, as he now knew she was here, a house property amongst perhaps hundreds of others. - (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #385)

I had gathered from this interlude that she had not known he was in the house, or he that she was here. I suspect this had come as a revelation to her, and a surprise to him. Too, we had been traversing, I gathered, obscure corridors, rather in the lower levels, and the house was a large one. It was possible, given slave control, that neither would encounter the other again, unless, of course, it was his will, as he now knew she was here, a house property amongst perhaps hundreds of others. He could always look up her ring number, or perhaps the number and location of her cage or kennel. "Please!" she wept. "Please, Master!" Would she ever see him again? In her voice was a pathetic, pleading note, one of almost hysterical desperation. - (Kajira of Gor)