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Why, then, was I terrified of her, she only a slave? I think it was because I feared she might release in me things which I feared to understand, because I feared she might release in me something proud and savage, something which would be a stranger to apologies and pretenses, something long-forgotten and mighty, something which had been bred in caves and the hunt, something which might be called a man. - (Fighting Slave of Gor, Chapter 7, Sentence #885)

"You have nothing to fear from me," I said. "Yes, Master," she said. Surely she must know that she had nothing to fear from one such as I who would treat her with dignity and respect. Why, then, was I terrified of her, she only a slave? I think it was because I feared she might release in me things which I feared to understand, because I feared she might release in me something proud and savage, something which would be a stranger to apologies and pretenses, something long-forgotten and mighty, something which had been bred in caves and the hunt, something which might be called a man. I looked upon the girl, the kneeling slave. For an instant I felt a surgency of power. Then I recalled that I must not be a man, for manhood was prohibited and forbidden; it was something to be belittled and ridiculed. - (Fighting Slave of Gor)