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Had Tyrtaios been truly blind, and had bought me, unable to ascertain the quality of his purchase, he might, indeed, have been duped. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 28, Sentence #25)

There was more laughter. Miserable, I felt tears running down my cheeks, to and beneath the curved rods of the device fastened on me, the bit drawn back between my teeth. I did not care to be demeaned, or humiliated, but then what did it matter? I was a slave. Had Tyrtaios been truly blind, and had bought me, unable to ascertain the quality of his purchase, he might, indeed, have been duped. Had he been truly blind he might have been in anguish then, not so much for having a plain or homely slave, for such might guide one as well as a high-block beauty, but for having been misled and cheated, a possibility not lightly regarded by most Goreans. Indeed, a merchant who misrepresents his goods may have his business burned and his stock confiscated, may even be denied bread, fire, and salt, and be driven naked from the city. I did not know my worth, of course. - (Plunder of Gor)