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The remains of the sack, which had enveloped my head and shoulders, hoodlike, were pulled away and cast aside, through what appeared to be an open, wickerwork gate to my right. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 15, Sentence #270)

I made a tiny noise, as I was lifted, and then, lowered, placed, sitting, on some heavy wickerwork surface. My ankles were then, again, crossed, and bound. A heavy leather belt was fastened about my waist. The remains of the sack, which had enveloped my head and shoulders, hoodlike, were pulled away and cast aside, through what appeared to be an open, wickerwork gate to my right. I blinked, and shook my head, my hair loose about me. I found myself sitting, bound hand and foot, the heavy strap about my waist, holding me in place, in some sort of sturdy basket, its opened wickerwork gate to my right. I could see little from within the basket other than through the opened gate, the boards outside, but there were numerous, tiny openings between the woven fibers. - (Plunder of Gor)