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I flushed, too, recalling how I had been given no choice but to yield as what I was, and how with what authority he had made me his, and the spasmodic raptures which had accompanied my seizure and conquest. - (Witness of Gor, Chapter 7, Sentence #881)

Might they not envy me this distinction, though, too, recognizing only too clearly the perils which it might entail? Then I became conscious that I was once again beneath the gaze of the stranger. I hoped, in fear, that I had pleased him. Certainly he had not been stinting in taking his will of me. I flushed, too, recalling how I had been given no choice but to yield as what I was, and how with what authority he had made me his, and the spasmodic raptures which had accompanied my seizure and conquest. He continued to regard me. I trembled. He must not tell that I was near the wall! He smiled. - (Witness of Gor)