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They can do whatever they want with us! How fortunate, she thought, that this fact has been concealed from the men of Earth, that they, perhaps in their simplicity, perhaps in their lack of imagination, perhaps in their naively uncritical acceptance of imposed conditioning programs, are unaware of it! Woe to us, should they decide to exercise their prerogatives, their rights in the order of nature! For would they not then again make us their slaves? He carried her to the kitchen and there put her on her knees before him, she still bound hand and foot. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 19, Sentence #360)

He closed and latched the door to the ice room behind him, with his right hand. Too, it is difficult for a slave to be carried thusly, and she not to understand herself clearly as what she is, goods. What men can do to us! What men can do with us, thought Ellen. They can do whatever they want with us! How fortunate, she thought, that this fact has been concealed from the men of Earth, that they, perhaps in their simplicity, perhaps in their lack of imagination, perhaps in their naively uncritical acceptance of imposed conditioning programs, are unaware of it! Woe to us, should they decide to exercise their prerogatives, their rights in the order of nature! For would they not then again make us their slaves? He carried her to the kitchen and there put her on her knees before him, she still bound hand and foot. She knelt there, before him, shuddering, trembling with cold. "So," he asked, "are you a cold slave?" "I am freezing!" she wept. "Are you a cold slave?" he asked, amused. - (Prize of Gor)