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I sat down on the tiles there within the hall, near the beaded curtain, at the feet of Mirus, easily, as a slave girl, thinking nothing of it, sits at the feet of a man, and slipped the anklets from my right ankle, putting them in the box to my left. - (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #91)

Such may be removed gracefully. Some tunics, however, like some regular slave tunics, have a disrobing loop, usually at the left shoulder, where it may easily be reached by both a right-handed master and a right-handed slave. A tug on the disrobing loop drops the tunic to the girl's ankles, also gracefully. I sat down on the tiles there within the hall, near the beaded curtain, at the feet of Mirus, easily, as a slave girl, thinking nothing of it, sits at the feet of a man, and slipped the anklets from my right ankle, putting them in the box to my left. Mirus was looking down at me, and I glanced up at him, and then looked down again, shyly. I decided to pretend not to notice how he was looking at me. I felt briefly like a pet at his feet, and then I supposed that in a sense I was a pet, and that all we girls were, at least in a sense, pets, slave pets. - (Dancer of Gor)