She is an excellent dancer," commented a man, another whom I had lured in Argentum. "Yes," said another fellow, another of those who owed his chaining to me.
 I began to be conscious then, as I sometimes was, of the incredible power of the female slave, of how helpless men could be before her, and of what she could do to them.
 "ah," said one of the men, softly watching.
 I repeated the movement.
"Yes," said another man. "Yes!" said another.
 How paradoxical I thought, that she who is branded, and collared, and owned, and is nothing, should have such power.
 "Dance, slut, dance!" said a man.
~Dancer of Gor page 333~