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The collar, then, fastened with a lock; it had not been hammered about my neck. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #161)

But I was held by it. I felt the collar with my fingers. I could not see it, but it seemed formed, too, of heavy iron; it seemed simple, practical, not ostentatious; it gripped my throat rather closely; I supposed it was black in color, matching the chain; it had a heavy hinge on one side; the chain, by a link, opened and closed, was fastened to a loop; the loop was fastened about a staple, which, it seemed, was a part of the collar itself; the hinge was under my right ear; the chain hung from its loop and staple under my chin; on the left, under my left ear, as I could tell by feeling it with my finger, there was a large lock, with its opening for the insertion of a heavy key. The collar, then, fastened with a lock; it had not been hammered about my neck. I wondered who held the key to that collar. I turned about and looked at the great rock, the granite, streaked with feldspar. I must try to awaken, I told myself. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 1)