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No sooner had I opened my mouth than a folded leather wadding was thrust into it, deeply, which expanded, as it was secured with cords, tightly, behind the back of my neck, over the sheet. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 6, Sentence #157)

I could still feel the knife against my throat. The hand was suddenly jerked from my mouth, upward, and it thrust the sheet up, though not enough that I could see. At the same time, the knife at my throat, I opened my mouth as widely as possible. No sooner had I opened my mouth than a folded leather wadding was thrust into it, deeply, which expanded, as it was secured with cords, tightly, behind the back of my neck, over the sheet. An opaque, lined canvas hood was then pulled over my head and buckled under my chin. "Get rid of the sheet, as you can," said a voice softly. "This is to be a common slave, one off the streets, one out of the taverns". - (Quarry of Gor)