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"Ah, my dear Tenrik, of Siba, or whatever might be your name, as though it mattered," said Decius Albus, "it seems we are now ready to be off to the entertainment. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 59, Sentence #31)

Otherwise I did not know if he could stand. When the guards had lunged toward Kurik, grappling with him, I, dismayed, had cried out "Master!" and, not thinking, had tried to run, but I was, of course, caught up short by the leash, and then the guard in whose charge I was, with a motion of his foot, swept my feet from beneath me and I was put to my belly, and the free end of the leash was pulled back, under my body, and my ankles were seized, crossed, and thrust up, and forward, and then pressed down, behind me, and bound together with the free end of the leash. I then lay there on the ground, prone, beside the table, my wrists braceleted behind me, my ankles pulled up behind me, high, crossed, tightly bound. "Ah, my dear Tenrik, of Siba, or whatever might be your name, as though it mattered," said Decius Albus, "it seems we are now ready to be off to the entertainment. I trust you will enjoy yourself, perhaps so much so that you will consent to participate". The eyes of Kurik of Victoria seemed glazed. I did not think he could speak. - (Plunder of Gor)