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How she must strive to maintain pretenses to the contrary; how she must struggle to deny and hate; how she must wildly flee what she only too clearly understands to be the insistent, ill-disguised, whispering secrets of herself. - (Fighting Slave of Gor, Chapter 32, Sentence #140)

All of these things speak on a thousand levels to the woman. Woman in her heart, you see, knows that she is the property of man, and the suitable slave of a master. Her dreams, her fantasies, her very sense of her life and being, make this clear to her. How she must strive to maintain pretenses to the contrary; how she must struggle to deny and hate; how she must wildly flee what she only too clearly understands to be the insistent, ill-disguised, whispering secrets of herself. Does she not understand she will never find herself until she is on her knees before a man; does she not understand for what nature has designed her; does she not understand that she, in her beauty, is his, indeed, that she was born to be his, born for the collar of a master? "I think I shall now tether you for the night," I said. "No!" she said. "No! No!" "No?" I asked. - (Fighting Slave of Gor)