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"They are all dead!" "Go to the tiller deck," I told her. She went, carrying the great bow, with its arrows. I stood on the foredeck, looking out over the marsh. Above me, her back to the front of the curved prow of the barge, was bound the lithe, dark-haired girl, whom I well remembered, she who had been so marvelously legged in the brief rence tunic. I recalled how she had knelt before me, early on the day of the festival, looking up, smiling, before being ordered away, with the other girls, by Ho-Hak. She was curved over the prow nude, her wrists cruelly bound behind it, and was further held tightly in place by binding fiber at her ankles, her stomach and throat. I recalled I had been bound rather similarly at the pole early on the day of the festival, and then, later, on the night of the festival, when she had danced her contempt of me. - (Raiders of Gor)