He slapped his right ankle, and pointed to it
He slapped his right ankle, and pointed to it, and then beckoned me to approach him.
I bent to untie the dark leather which fastened me to the white tree. I first bent to remove the leather from my ankle. But a sharp word from him, and a gesture, indicated to me that I must first remove the tether from about the trunk of the small tree.
Doubtless he thought me stupid. Did not any girl know that the last bond to be removed is that on her own body?
But I was of Earth and knew nothing of such matters. I struggled, with my small, weak fingers, with the knots. I worked hard, frightened, sweating, that I might be taking too long. But he was patient. He knew the knots he had tied could not be easily undone by one such as I.
Slave Girl of Gor, p. 33