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"And now, Ellen," said he, "do you beg to serve the pleasure of a man, any man?" She determined to convince him of her worthiness, that he would respect her, that she was worthy of attention, of consideration, perhaps even of love, that there was a great deal more to her than he might be aware of, that she was not merely a small, well-curved, owned, despised little animal which must squirm helplessly in rapture, writhing within the chains of a master. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 11, Sentence #1094)

"Who knows?" said he. "Perhaps, in time, Evelyn, for that is the name Jeffrey has selected for her, and she will learn her name tomorrow, that will be soon enough, may eventually serve naked in this room, as you did this evening". "Yes, Master," whispered the slave. "And now, Ellen," said he, "do you beg to serve the pleasure of a man, any man?" She determined to convince him of her worthiness, that he would respect her, that she was worthy of attention, of consideration, perhaps even of love, that there was a great deal more to her than he might be aware of, that she was not merely a small, well-curved, owned, despised little animal which must squirm helplessly in rapture, writhing within the chains of a master. "What do you think I am?" she asked. "I know what you are," he said. "What is your response to my question?" "Certainly not," she said. - (Prize of Gor)