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The tarnsman crouched down beside Laura and, with a length of binding fiber, crossed her wrists and bound them together before her body. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #461)

She looked up, tears in her eyes. "Perhaps Master would care to capture a worthless slave?" The occupant of the net, tied close to the belly of the tarn, squirmed, whimpering, angrily. "She wants to be the only one," whispered a girl to Ellen. The tarnsman crouched down beside Laura and, with a length of binding fiber, crossed her wrists and bound them together before her body. He then, similarly, crossed her ankles, and bound them, as well. He then carried her to the saddle, over his shoulder, and laid her gently on her back, across the saddle, on the large plain surface before the pommel, perhaps a surface prepared for just such a purpose. It was then but a moment's work to fasten her bound wrists to the forward ring on the left, and her bound ankles to the forward ring on the right. - (Prize of Gor)