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It was the result of a blow not from some child's makeshift implement, a plaything, a pretended disciplinary device, but from an actual device of the sort his diversion mimicked, a supple, nicely crafted leather switch, an instrument designed to improve the discipline and service of a female slave. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #239)

I knew the stroke. It was across my right shoulder. I had felt it often enough when I had displeased the instructresses, or made some error in diction, serving, position, or such. It was the result of a blow not from some child's makeshift implement, a plaything, a pretended disciplinary device, but from an actual device of the sort his diversion mimicked, a supple, nicely crafted leather switch, an instrument designed to improve the discipline and service of a female slave. We most fear the whip but it is not pleasant, either, I assure you, to feel the corrective blow of the switch. We will do much to please our masters! "Sluts!" I heard, a woman's angry voice. "Sluts! Sluts!" I heard the sound of more blows, cries of pain. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 8)