Dance of the Women of Tharna

Kron clapped his hands again
and to my surprise
there was a sudden sound of bells
and four terrified girls,
obviously chosen for their beauty and grace,
stood before our table clad
only in the scarlet dancing silks of Gor.
They threw back their heads
and lifted their arms
and to the barbaric cadence
set by the musicians
danced before us.
"Why are they dancing for you?" asked Lara
"They will be whipped if they do not," said Kron.
Lara's eyes dropped.
"You see the collars," said Kron
pointing to the slender graceful bands
of silver each girl worse at her throat.
"We melted the masks
and used the silver for the collar."
When Kron had tired of watching the dancers
he clapped his hands twice
and with discordant jangle of their ankle bells
they fled the room.
(Outlaw of Gor, pgs. 225-226)