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"Were I to spare you from the impaling spear," I said, "and it were we alone, only we, who knew your identity, might I not expect a knife in the night, poison in the proffered goblet of paga?" "No!" she said. - (Mariners of Gor, Chapter 18, Sentence #129)

"As a free woman?" I asked. "No," she said, angrily, bitterly, tears in her eyes, "as a conquered, abject slave her master!" "I have little to fear from you," I said. "I do not understand," she said. "Were I to spare you from the impaling spear," I said, "and it were we alone, only we, who knew your identity, might I not expect a knife in the night, poison in the proffered goblet of paga?" "No!" she said. "From the moment I first saw you I sensed you were my master. I fought this, I amused myself with you, I tormented you, but I wanted you to tear my veils and robes from me, to cast me to your feet, to lock me in your collar!" "Interesting," I said. "I wanted to be owned," she said, "to be a possession, and yours!" "It is hard to know if you are more clever or more beautiful," I said, "but I think you are not as clever as you think". - (Mariners of Gor)