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"The slut is yours," said the auctioneer, thrusting the woman down the steps of the block to his left where an attendant seized her and threw her to the feet of her new master, counting out his coins at the pay table. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 31, Sentence #174)

Well did I remember that I, long ago, on a wharf in Victoria, had been subjected to the Slaver's Caress. How I had leaped, startled! How I had, unexpectedly, unmistakably, revealed myself as appropriately collared! "Surely, Masters," called the auctioneer to the crowd, "you have seen enough!" Bids stormed forth from the tiers. The woman sold for a silver tarsk fifty, which, I gather, was a splendid price for such a market. "The slut is yours," said the auctioneer, thrusting the woman down the steps of the block to his left where an attendant seized her and threw her to the feet of her new master, counting out his coins at the pay table. The block is commonly ascended by means of the stairs on the auctioneer's right, and descended, as in this case, by means of the stairs to his left, as he would face the auditorium. "Poor woman," I said. "Not at all," said Kurik. - (Plunder of Gor)