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"Get up," said Tuza. - (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 37, Sentence #13)

Did she not know her efforts were useless? Had she not, often enough, put captured free women, or free women hoping to join her band, in just such impediments, before delivering them naked to buyers? "Where are my garments!" she cried. "Give them to me! I demand to be released! I demand my clothing! Remove these constraints! Give me my weapons! Where are my ornaments?" "Some are here," said Tuza, lifting her left arm, with its armlets and several bracelets, while, with her right hand, she lifted and fingered, exhibiting them, the strings of claws which she had looped about her throat. Darla took an angry stride toward Tuza but, beside herself with rage, had either failed to notice, or had forgotten, the shackles which bound her ankles, and she fell into the dirt, before Tuza. "Get up," said Tuza. Darla struggled to her feet, and stood facing Tuza, shaking with fury. "I wonder if men would like her," said Tuza, regarding her former leader. "She-tarsk!" cried Darla. - (Smugglers of Gor)