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| 62 | 22 | View more quotes about little">Little, save her beauty, would now distinguish her from the typical slave on the street. |
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| 62 | 19 | Our necks were closely encircled with our collars. |
| 62 | 20 | One does not slip the Gorean slave collar. |
| 62 | 21 | Paula was no longer kept in the relatively modest, opaque, silken tunics she had worn when of the House of a Hundred Corridors, tunics I had then envied her. |
| 62 | 22 | Little, save her beauty, would now distinguish her from the typical slave on the street. |
| 62 | 23 | I had become, as one will, in her collar, more brazen. |
| 62 | 24 | I felt proud, even assertive, in the indignity of a tunic. |
| 62 | 25 | I was no longer ashamed of my body, but even vain, I fear, where it was concerned. |