“You were bound in a blanket, and on my shoulder,” I said, “when I entered this room.”

“You were bound in a blanket, and on my shoulder,” I said, “when I entered this room.”
“I mean before,” she said.
“No,” I said, “I did not. I did, however, if you will remember, when first I used you, order you to my blankets.”
“I have never forgotten,” she said. She shuddered with pleasure, remembering the moment.
“I was simply ordered to your blankets,” she said.
A similar sort of thing is done sometimes when a master brings home a new girl to a house which is completely empty, if necessary, by prearrangement, and new to her, and orders her to enter alone. “Warm wine,” he tells her. “Light the lamp of love. Spread furs. Crawl naked into them, and await me.”
“Yes, Master,” she says.
She then enters the house, obeying. Not a shackle or a cord is on her body. But few women could be more slave than she, entering fearfully the strange, empty house, and preparing herself for her master’s pleasure.

Explorers of Gor, p. 298

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