She did so, and looked into the eyes of her master.
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She wore a tiny slave tunic.
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It was light, white, and silken.
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It came high on her thighs.
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At the left shoulder, where it would be convenient to a right-handed man, there was a disrobing loop.
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She was, of course, barefoot.
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The anklet was still on her, as it had been, even since her first world.
She did so, and looked into the eyes of her master.
She wore a tiny slave tunic.
It was light, white, and silken.
It came high on her thighs.
At the left shoulder, where it would be convenient to a right-handed man, there was a disrobing loop.
She was, of course, barefoot.
The anklet was still on her, as it had been, even since her first world.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter )