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It was a vanity of mine, I suppose, that I had let such things slip. - (Beasts of Gor, Chapter 38, Sentence #196)

I shrugged. I supposed, objectively, what she said was true. I was of a high caste, that of the Warriors, and was a captain. It was a vanity of mine, I suppose, that I had let such things slip. A boast among slave girls is "My brand was put upon me by a Warrior". Another is, "I was found beautiful enough for a Warrior to brand!" Girls compete, so to speak, with one another in many ways, the quality and nature of their brands, the comfort, lightness, and attractiveness of their collars; at whose command they were branded and collared, the quality and texture of their clothing, if permitted it; the caste, prestige, standing, and wealth of their masters, the location and quality of their domiciles, the beauty of their faces and figures, the length and sheen of their hair, their cost in the markets, their skills in love, and so on. Suddenly she held me, closely. - (Beasts of Gor)