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And she was at the foot of his furs, not that I envied her that privilege! It was not as though he were one of those powerful, handsome brutes, as many I had seen here, before whom a slave might faint with weakness and desire. - (Witness of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #1212)

From the same chest she removed a coil of chain, and put it carefully, presumably not to disturb the monster, by a ring, toward the foot of the furs. She then lay down upon the furs, toward their bottom. High status had she amongst us, certainly! She was the only one amongst us, for example—of me, and the women in the kennels, and those at the wall—who had clothing. And she was at the foot of his furs, not that I envied her that privilege! It was not as though he were one of those powerful, handsome brutes, as many I had seen here, before whom a slave might faint with weakness and desire. He moved the scroll a little, rolling shut what he had read, unrolling, opening, a new vista of ideas. The slave at the foot of his furs, I thought, might be asleep. I rose to my hands and knees in the cage. - (Witness of Gor)