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Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)

The master is the meaning of the slave's life, and she rejoices in her collar, that she belongs to him. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 14, Sentence #108)
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14 108 The View more quotes about master">master is the meaning of the slave's life, and she rejoices in her collar, that she belongs to him.

Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)

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14 105 And that is what I am, his slave.
14 106 I love my master.
14 107 I want to serve him, and please him, with my whole being, with my whole body, with my whole heart and soul.
14 108 The master is the meaning of the slave's life, and she rejoices in her collar, that she belongs to him.
14 109 What an incredible privilege, what an incredible honor, to be the slave of such a man! What an incredible joy to be fulfilled by him, to be owned and mastered by him! How pallid by comparison are boring and meaningless lives; how tepid the quotidian familiarities of contractual partners, each taking the other for granted; how fragile the regimens of arguable legalities; how delicate the cobwebs of convention, sunderable upon a whim; how wearying the tiny testings and battles of implicit competitors, the specified, adjudicable relationships of explicit contractees, each suspicious of, and concerned to outdo, the other.
14 110 I can understand, she thought, how the same woman might be one man's wife and another's conquered, mastered, loving slave.
14 111 Let such husbands, such weaklings, cry out in misery, she thought, learning that their pampered, bored, spoiled, troublesome, nagging wife is another man's kneeling licking, begging slave.
And that is what I am, his slave. I love my master. I want to serve him, and please him, with my whole being, with my whole body, with my whole heart and soul. The master is the meaning of the slave's life, and she rejoices in her collar, that she belongs to him. What an incredible privilege, what an incredible honor, to be the slave of such a man! What an incredible joy to be fulfilled by him, to be owned and mastered by him! How pallid by comparison are boring and meaningless lives; how tepid the quotidian familiarities of contractual partners, each taking the other for granted; how fragile the regimens of arguable legalities; how delicate the cobwebs of convention, sunderable upon a whim; how wearying the tiny testings and battles of implicit competitors, the specified, adjudicable relationships of explicit contractees, each suspicious of, and concerned to outdo, the other. I can understand, she thought, how the same woman might be one man's wife and another's conquered, mastered, loving slave. Let such husbands, such weaklings, cry out in misery, she thought, learning that their pampered, bored, spoiled, troublesome, nagging wife is another man's kneeling licking, begging slave. - (Prize of Gor)