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I wondered if, in her former world, when she was clothed, and free, she had ever been looked upon with lust, with thoughts of stripping, with thoughts of the rope, and leash. - (Mariners of Gor, Chapter 33, Sentence #174)

And once she had bucked and writhed in the slave orgasm, helpless in her ropes or chains, she would be spoiled forever for freedom. What had freedom to offer a woman which might compare with the caress of her master? "Does a master not look upon me with desire?" she said. "Does a master not look upon a slave with lust in his eyes?" I was silent. I wondered if, in her former world, when she was clothed, and free, she had ever been looked upon with lust, with thoughts of stripping, with thoughts of the rope, and leash. And had she ever, even, I wondered, thought of herself as such a woman, one who might one day be so looked upon, and who might be purchased? Yes, I thought, for she had imagined herself a slave. "Buy me, Master!" she said. "I beg to be bought!" And thus, irremediably, she acknowledged herself as that which could be bought, as slave. - (Mariners of Gor)