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I recall Midice standing there in her silk, the leather on her wrist, shaking, coughing, paga on her mouth, looking at me with fear. "And then," I cried, "we will return and make a feast!" Thurnock, Clitus and I once more clashed and emptied goblets, and then, leading Midice, first in the coffle, by the lead end of the binding fiber, I stumbled through the door, finding my way down the stairs, with the others, hunting for a smithy. My memories are confused of the night, but we did find a smithy, and we had the girls marked, and purchased collars for them, lock collars, which we had suitably engraved. Ula's collar read 'I am the property of Clitus'; Thurnock had his slave's engraved 'Thura, slave of Thurnock'; I had two collars engraved, one for Midice and one for Telima; both read simply 'I belong to Bosk'. I remember Midice, who had already been branded, standing with her back to me and my standing behind her, quite close, with the collar, and placing it about her throat, then, decisively, closing it. Holding her thus I kissed her on the throat. She turned to face me, tears in her eyes, fingering the gleaming band of steel. - (Raiders of Gor, Chapter )