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I could not help myself. - (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 3, Sentence #698)

What woman's sexual responses are not aroused most profoundly by the vigorous, commanding, aggressive, uncompromising dominant male? What woman does not sense in him he whose role it is to rule? Better to kneel at the feet of one such man than manipulate a thousand indoctrinated, pusillanimous cowards. Better to sleep at the slave ring, naked and chained, of such a man than share a weakling's couch. I tried to struggle against these thoughts, but they forced themselves upon me. I could not help myself. Where was I, what insights was I now privy to, what strange emotions, and troubling uneasinesses, now raged in my body; what was going on within me; what had become of me? Something spoke within me which lay deeper than the encrustations of cultures. He gestures, I thought, and we yield; he commands, and we obey; he proves himself to us by our conquest and subjugation; he identifies himself, and his nature, and his right, by putting us to our knees; he certifies himself to us, to our joy, as men have always done, by taking from us the pretenses of our freedom; we find our fulfillment in our surrender, and submission. We wish to serve him choicelessly, as he will have it; it is he whom we desire to fear and love. - (Kajira of Gor)