" I rose to my feet and placed two copper tarsks on the table. I went to the girl and, with the side of my foot, kicked her, "Get to the alcove," I told her.
"Yes, Master," she said, and scrambled up, hurrying with a rustle of jewelry and bells to a leather-curtained alcove. There was more Gorean applause as I followed her and, turning, from the inside, drew shut the curtains of the alcove. When I had buckled them shut from the inside I turned to face the girl.
She knelt in the position of the pleasure slave, back in the alcove, on the scarlet furs, in the light of the small lamp. I looked about. There were some
chains in the alcove, and a coil of rope, and a whip. "If Master desires special equipment," she said, "It will be provided by Busebius."
"There is more then enough here to tame you," I said. ~Rogue of Gor, page 13~
"I listened to the musicians outside of the alcove, the sounds of the tavern. When one brings a girl to an alcove one may keep her there for most practical
purposes for as long as one wishes. She is yours, for most practical purposes, until one chooses to re-open the curtains. After the tavern is closed an
attendant will let you out and, taking charge of the girl, see that she is properly chained at her ring by the girl-wall or kenneled."
~Rogue of Gor, page19 & 20~
"Kuurus threw the silk and chain over his shoulder and motioned the girl to move ahead of him and, numbly, she did so, crossing the room, going between the
tables, and stopping before the narrow ladder at the right side of the high wall, in which were found the ledges with their alcoves. Not speaking, but
woodenly, she climbed the ladder and crawled onto the shelf near the tiny alcove marked with the Gorean equivalent of twenty-seven and entered, followed by
Kuurus, who drew the curtains behind them.
The alcove, with its enclosing, curved walls, was only about four feet high and five feet wide. It was lit by one small lamp set in a niche in the wall. It
was alined with red silk, and floored with love furs and cushions, the furs being better than some six to eight inches deep."
~Assassin of Gor, page 22~