“Do you know the call?” he asked.

“Do you know the call?” he asked.
“‘Buy me, Master!’?” she said.
“Yes,” he said. “Now, when a man approaches, I want you to kneel as you are, though perhaps with your knees more widely spread, and smile, and lift your hands to him and call out, and beg and plead prettily. Too, try to show need. Small tongue movements are good, exposing the palms of your small hands to him, a bit of plaintive, judicious wriggling, such things.”
“Master!” wept Ellen.
“And remember,” said he, paying her no attention, “you may be touched and handled in any manner the customer wishes, and must perform for him, assume dictated postures, and such, in any way he wishes. The only thing you need not do is serve his pleasure, completely.”
“Yes, Master,” she said, in misery.
“Serving his pleasure completely must be cleared through either myself or Barzak, and there may be a charge for that.”
“Yes, Master,” said Ellen, in horror.

Prize of Gor, p. 423

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