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Sometimes he touched me with the whip, calling attention to a curve or a flank. - (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #359)

Why should I be favored in this respect? The bidding had been interrupted at eighty-eight tarsks, whatever that meant. I did know that there was apparently something about me, perhaps unfortunately, which many Gorean men found of interest. I do not think this was simply a matter of figure and face, though I think these appealed to a Gorean taste, but perhaps something else, something deeper, which they seemed to sense about me, some sort of possibility, or potentiality, or something, which I myself did not fully understand, or yet understand. Sometimes he touched me with the whip, calling attention to a curve or a flank. Teibar's "modern woman," I thought, is now displaying herself naked to Gorean buyers. He then had me kneel and bent me back, painfully, my hair back to the sawdust, to the center, and then the left, and then the right, before the buyers. He then had me straighten up and unclasp my hands from behind my head. - (Dancer of Gor)