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Her life had changed. - (Rogue of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #185)

She, the vain, proper, elegant young lady, so prideful, yet so confused and unhappy, so desperately concerned to profess, and adhere to, prescribed views, so conditioned to uncritically accept multiple stupidities, so concerned to be found acceptable by driven, self-seeking, moronic doctrinaires, now found herself in an utterly different reality, in a strange, primitive, wild environment, alien to all she knew—now found herself exposed to the view of numerous, large, strange, powerful, excited, lustful men, men quite unlike those her old world had prepared her to expect or understand—she had not even known such men could exist—now found herself stripped on a slave block on another world, a far world, stark naked, as women are sold, a collar on her neck, with its attached sales disk, bearing her lot number, wired to her collar, in the keeping of a mighty, muscular fellow, an auctioneer, who would not hesitate at the least reluctance, let alone recalcitrance, on her part to instantly use his ready whip upon her, that dreadful instrument of corrective discipline. The university, the restaurant, the city, the world, all she had known were now far away. Others, not she, had decided it. Her life had changed. She had been brought to Gor. I looked upon her. She was far from Earth. - (Rogue of Gor)