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Surely they were under no delusions as to who it was who fastened them on their backs over saddles, who thrust them naked into the cage baskets. - (Witness of Gor, Chapter 19, Sentence #327)

I looked up to see the faces of some of the raiders. Those faces, some of them so young, seemed solemn. Did they not think their own efforts had been efficacious in these matters? Who, after all, rode the mighty tarns, who did battle, who risked their lives, who, sword in hand, bestrode the corridors of burning palaces? And how must such words sound to the lovely captives? Surely they, if none others, must know who it was who gagged and bound them in their beds, and carried them off, surely they must know who caught them, and flung them down and put chains on them, who fought over them with curses, with sweat and steel, who carried them helpless through the smoke of burning houses to waiting tarns. Surely they were under no delusions as to who it was who fastened them on their backs over saddles, who thrust them naked into the cage baskets. "Let us again give thanks to the Priest-Kings!" cried the gaunt figure. "Thanks be to the Priest-Kings," said the crowd. I noticed that one of the robed, shaved-headed boys, the one with the bells, was eyeing one of the captives. - (Witness of Gor)