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No longer would she be permitted to frustrate, other than in the way any beautiful woman must cast frustration about her by her very beauty alone. - (Renegades of Gor, Chapter 24, Sentence #504)

Moving as she did, and being what she was, a slave, was the deepest and most wonderful thing in her being, and she reveled in it, and loved it! She had wanted only the clear understanding that she must now surrender to it, that she was now truly a slave. She was elated in the harness. At an end then were her vanities and her inhibitions, her reservations and hesitations, her reluctances and all the stultifying pretenses and falsities of her hitherto shackling, self-denying, alleged liberty, the burdensome equipages of meretricious, traitorous, self-betraying claims and dignities, all this now replaced with a new liberty, a genuine liberty, that to be what in her heart she truly was, an eager, ready, desiring slave, joyous in her categorical subjection at last to her true nature, that of the human female, in her place in nature, where she belongs, and wants to be, at the feet of masters. No longer would she be permitted to frustrate, other than in the way any beautiful woman must cast frustration about her by her very beauty alone. But she would belong to a master, to whom she would owe all, and have no choice but to yield all. No longer would calculation and business enter into her relationships, no more than into the relationship of a sleen and her master. No longer must she strive to protect an imposed, false image, but at last was free to be herself, secure in servitude, possessed and treasured, dominated, helpless and loving, the last particle of will removed from her, even the last iota of self-entrapping, troublesome waywardness no longer permitted to her. - (Renegades of Gor)