“Close your eyes,” I told her. “Pay close attention to your sensations.”

“Close your eyes,” I told her. “Pay close attention to your sensations, to the fabric, its brevity, its snugness, to the feel of it on your body, to the feel, too, of where it is not on your body, to what, too, it proclaims about the woman who wears it.”
She shuddered, her eyes closed. “Would you have whipped me?” she asked.
“Yes,” I said.
She shuddered, and opened her eyes.
“How does such a garment make you feel?” I asked.
“It is the first time I have ever worn such a garment,” she whispered.
“How does it make you feel?” I asked.
“Vulnerable!” she said. “Helpless!”
“And?” I asked.
“Do not make me speak,” she begged.
“Speak,” I said.
Her voice became a whisper. “And warm, and receptive,” she said.

Fighting Slave of Gor, p.510

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