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I recalled a man, one seen long ago, a man whom I had seen somehow, even so long ago, on a far world, as a master. - (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 41, Sentence #49)

Perhaps that is one reason free women hate us so. Some men were watching. We were slaves. I recalled a man, one seen long ago, a man whom I had seen somehow, even so long ago, on a far world, as a master. I recalled I had lain at his feet in some large structure, stripped and bound. He had later looked upon me, appraisingly, in an exposition cage in Brundisium, and had then taken his leave, abandoning me, leaving me separated from him, behind bars, a chattel, caged. He had scorned me on the dock at Shipcamp. - (Smugglers of Gor)