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I did not tell her of a troubling dream I had had, weeks ago, after the party. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 4, Sentence #66)

It had been at a party, in the house, if nowhere else. "It is unusual that you would not have been assessed naked," she said. "Perhaps," I said. I did not tell her of a troubling dream I had had, weeks ago, after the party. I had dreamed I had been sedated, and stripped in my own bed, in the house, in my room, and, in the light of a flashlight, a sort of torch without fire, held by one man, had been turned about, and, roughly, in one way and another, handled as expertly and casually as might have been a slave, by two others, even measured. The men had then tied me, supine, my hands and ankles fastened well apart, to the posts at the head and foot of the bed. It seemed I was struggling, futilely, trying to regain consciousness, trying to awaken, unsuccessfully, while the men conversed nearby, with low voices. - (Conspirators of Gor)