The Joy Of Bondage

“When we dismantle,” said a man, “you could always drift back in the march and see Lady Sheila. She is a pretty little vulo in her cage.”
“They are all pretty in chains and behind bars,” said another man.
“I hate to think of them shoving an impaling spear up her ass,” said a man.
“I know an impaling spear I’d like to shove up her ass,” said another man.
There was laughter.

– John Norman, Kajira of Gor