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I changed my position several times. - (Witness of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #141)

Surely, considering one's weakness, and the presumed power of one's captors, this would be an endeavor more likely of success than the utterance of empty threats, of meaningless protests, the enunciation of futile demands. I would not drink here, nor eat here. I did not think, really, given the fact that I was here, the presumed methodicality of my arrival in this place, the presumably routine manner of my incarceration, the nature of my cell, or kennel, suggesting that it was not unique, that my presence here would not be its first occupancy nor its last, the unlikelihood that there was anything special about me, the probability that I was only one of several such as myself, that my pleas would move my captors. I changed my position several times. It is hard to comprehend such realities, the darkness, the dampness, the stones, the walls, the wet straw, its smell, the collar, the chains, the not being clothed. There was some sense of security, oddly, just being on the chain. I did not speculate that I might have gone insane. - (Witness of Gor)