Found some
I heard a voice from behind the barricade, a young voice. "Dorna the Proud wears a necklace of fifty silver tarn disks!"
Outlaw of Gor nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Book 2 nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Page 232
"I had brought you a five-belt necklace of diamonds," said Kamchak, "for I had heard you were beautiful."
Nomads of Gor nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Book 4 nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Page 94
"Ah!" she said. I then suspected that she had not actually given the five-string diamond necklace to a slave. Undoubtedly it still reposed in one of her several chests of jewelry.
Nomads of Gor nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Book 4 nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Page 100
Sheera was a strong, black-haired wench, with a necklace of claws and golden chains wrapped about her neck.
Hunters of Gor nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Book 8 nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Page 28
The Blue Tooth, I noted, did not look too pleased at the Forkbeard's popularity with his men. Near him, beside the high seat, sat his woman, Bera, her hair worn high on her head, in a kirtle of yellow wool with scarlet cape of the fur of the red sea sleen, and, about her neck, necklaces of gold.
Marauders of Gor nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Book 9 nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Page 194
Over the man's large hand, closing my mouth, making me helpless, I watched the palanquin carrying the women past. On it were five women, girls. Four of these were bare-armed, but garbed in flowing, classic white. Oddly enough, considering the beauty of their raiment, they were barefooted. They did not wear veils. They were dark-haired and, to my eye, startlingly beautiful. They wore what appeared to be golden circlets about their neck, and a golden bracelet on the left wrist. They knelt, or sat, or reclined about the foot of a white, ornate curule chair set on the platform. In this chair, in graceful lassitude, weary, sat another girl, though one whose features, as she wore sheaths of pinned veils, I could not well remark. I was startled, discerning the volume and splendor of her robes; they were multicolored and brilliant in their sheens and chromatic textures, and so draped and worn that, particularly at the hem, the diverse borders of these various garments seemed to compete with one another to win the observer's accolade as the finest, the most resplendent, of all. About the robes and over the hood and veils of the garmenting were slung medallions and necklaces of wrought gold, pendant with gems.
Slave Girl of Gor nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Book 11 nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Pages 43 - 44
She looked at me, angrily. She wore the high fur boots and panties of the woman of the north. As it was, from their point of view, a hot day, one which was above the freezing point, she, like most of the women of the red hunters, was stripped to the waist. About her neck she wore some necklaces.
Beasts of Gor nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Book 12 nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Pages 192 - 193
On the cushions, reclining, on one elbow, in yellow robes, embroidered with gold, in many necklaces and jewels, lay a lovely, imperious-seeming girl.
"It is Tende," whispered one of the men, "the daughter of Aibu, high chief of the Ukungu district."
Explorers of Gor nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Book 13 nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Page 252
"In a rear room in the shop, shut away from the sunlight and bustle of the street, he met me amasked, I veiled. In this room, in the lovely light of golden lamps, were the dozen necklaces displayed. I knew the worth of such objects. I was muchly impressed. I selected the largest, and finest, of course."
"Please, continue," said I.
"It contained more than a hundred rubies," she said.
"Please," I said.
"May I place it about your neck?" he asked. I saw no harm in this, it being done, of course, over my robes and veils. And he did so. It would have been hard for me to do it myself, you understand."
"Of course," I said.
Witness of Gor nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Book 26 nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Page 247
But perhaps some free companions did dare, in the privacy of their own compartments, to show themselves naked to their lovers. How bold they would be. How fit then would such women be for the collar! Perhaps they might even, in the privacy of their own compartments, dare a necklace or bracelet, some piece of metal on their soft flesh, this subtly suggesting, though the suggestion would doubtless be frenziedly denied, an insignia of bondage, but surely not an anklet, for that would be too slavelike.
Prize of Gor nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Book 27 nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Pages 341 - 342
The woman, clad in the Robes of Concealment, sat on a stool near one of the fires. The light glinted off a necklace, and sparkled, reflected in jewels sewn onto her robes and veils.
Prize of Gor nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Book 27 nbsp;nbsp;nbsp; Page 389