Obediently the girl rose to her feet and came and knelt before me

“Come here,” I said.
Obediently the girl rose to her feet and came and knelt before me.
I put out my hands and took her head in my hands.
“My proud Telima,” I said, “my former mistress.”
I looked on her, kneeling barefoot before me, my steel collar locked on her throat, in the scanty, miserable, stained garment of the Kettle Slave.

Raiders of Gor, p. 357

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