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Clearly I would now be of little interest in the taverns, in the brothels, in the gambling houses, even in the towers, or inns. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #322)

I cried out in misery. Petranos had done his work well. How ugly I now was! How could I now attract a desirable master? For what had I been purchased? For the mills, or the mines, for work at the carnariums, the filth pits, for work in the sewers, in the tharlarion stables, at the tarsk pens? I did not know. Clearly I would now be of little interest in the taverns, in the brothels, in the gambling houses, even in the towers, or inns. Who now would want the former Allison Ashton-Baker? Not even the boys I used to torment! I heard then a cry of alarm from the street. I jerked against the chain, startled, and nearly rose to my feet, but then swiftly resumed my kneeling position. I was a slave. - (Conspirators of Gor)