“Is there anyone here who wants this slave?” inquired Seibar, looking about.

“Is there anyone here who wants this slave?” inquired Seibar, looking about.
“No,” said more than one man.
“Put her out,” said another.
“Give her to sleen,” said another.
“No, no,” she wept. “Please, no!” She looked up, wildly, at Seibar.
“Please, please claim me!” she cried.
“Claim her, and then punish her with death,” said a man.
“Please, no,” she whispered.
“Do you still wish to be claimed,” asked Seibar.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“By whom?”
“By you, by you!”
“Do you beg it?” he asked.
“Yes, yes!” she wept. “I beg it! I beg it!”
“I claim you,” said Seibar.

Blood Brothers of Gor, p. 598

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