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"Then," said Marcus, cheerfully, turning to me, "all is well!" "I wish," said one of the men, looking down at us, "that you were slave girls". He, I suspected, long on patrol, was as needful as I. The allusion, of course, was to a perhaps somewhat ostentatious custom, that of displaying beautiful slaves, chained naked to one's stirrup. There is perhaps a certain vanity in this, but they are beautiful there, and I suspect, we have all known women whom we would not have minded putting in such a place, women who would quite appropriately occupy such a place, and indeed, would look very well there. One of the pleasures of Gor, incidentally, is treating women in such ways, as they should be treated, as they deserve. And you, beauty, reading this, consider yourself such: Stripped, back-braceleted, your feet in the dust, a chain on your neck, chained to a man's stirrup, at his mercy. You stand there, naked. - (Vagabonds of Gor, Chapter )