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Perhaps the point of such collars, the house collars, was to make their trainees eager to be brought to the block. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 7, Sentence #279)

It was large, high, heavy, and uncomfortable. I could scarcely lower my chin. It was quite different from the light, lovely, comfortable, but quite secure, common collars which Gorean masters commonly lock about the throats of their kajirae, collars, for example, of the sort which I envied in my instructresses. Perhaps the point of such collars, the house collars, was to make their trainees eager to be brought to the block. The grimy white ribbon which had identified me as "white-silk," had been cut from my throat, before my head and neck had been laid across the anvil, for the hammering shut of the house collar. But then, when the house collar was in place, a smaller ribbon, also white, had been looped and knotted about the house collar. It, at least, was clean. - (Conspirators of Gor)