Above, sculpture by Giacomo Ginotti, abbreviated in English to "Slave". I love the detail, the way he's carved her both straining against her chains/cuffs and trying to shield her modesty, and yet...
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And Catullus, whom I'll add to the list of authors I'd prefer to read in print, but I'm in love with his opening line to "Catullus 16": "Pēdīcābo ego vōs et irrumābō", which I won't translate for you here (thank you Wikipedia: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Catullus_16 but does leave me rather wondering how the rest of the poem goes...I mean, how do you top that?