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As I lay supine, apparently as my captor wished, I could see little but the inside of the boat, and the sky. - (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 50, Sentence #347)

Let it be so; we are slaves! But, too, I wondered, lying before him, bound, do we not want it so, and is it not pleasant in its way, finding ourselves helplessly subject to this deprivation and torment; is it not a reassurance to us that we are truly what we wish to be, slaves. In a few more Ehn, I felt the bottom of the boat grate against the shore. The oars were drawn inboard, and my captor left the boat, and, wading, drew it high, onto the beach. As I lay supine, apparently as my captor wished, I could see little but the inside of the boat, and the sky. I did realize we were now on the southern shore of the river. So, I thought, I have, at last, managed to cross the river! He then reentered the boat and undid the ropage which had bound my ankles and legs. The coils were then, in their several loops, cinched up, closely, about my waist. - (Smugglers of Gor)