I noted grimly that its leather was wet with my blood.
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"I am not a slave," I said.
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The man was stripped to the waist, a brawny fellow wearing buckled leather wrist straps, his hair bound back on his head with a band of gray cloth.
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"In Tharna," said he, "a man such as you can be nothing else".
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I looked about the room, which curved to a dome some twenty-five feet above the floor.
I turned to look at the man who had spoken.
It was he who held the whip.
I noted grimly that its leather was wet with my blood.
"I am not a slave," I said.
The man was stripped to the waist, a brawny fellow wearing buckled leather wrist straps, his hair bound back on his head with a band of gray cloth.
"In Tharna," said he, "a man such as you can be nothing else".
I looked about the room, which curved to a dome some twenty-five feet above the floor.
- (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter )