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Was it, so momentous to me, of little, or no, concern to them, no more, perhaps, than that of a pig or dog? How then could they view women, or women such as I? I was accustomed to being regarded, even to being sought. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #440)

How could it not be of such consequence to others? Could it be they did not want it? Could it be that they had no interest in it, that it was not important to them? How could they regard as negligible so remarkable and precious a prize? How was it possible that they had not imposed their will upon me? Surely I would be amongst the most beautiful women they had ever seen. But I had not been bared, I had been but modestly restrained, I had been left, I was sure, my virginity; I did not think it had been reaped. How was I to understand these things? Was I not appealing, was I not desirable? Consider my virginity. Was it, so momentous to me, of little, or no, concern to them, no more, perhaps, than that of a pig or dog? How then could they view women, or women such as I? I was accustomed to being regarded, even to being sought. I was not accustomed to being ignored. I was angry. But I had not been ignored, not wholly! There were metal circlets on my wrists! I shook the cuffs. - (Plunder of Gor)