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Escape was impossible, the culture saw to that, but, too, I realized, a thought that would once have startled me, and the truth of which I would have felt obliged to protest fiercely, I did not want to escape. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 10, Sentence #327)

But no leash was necessary. I was naked, collared, marked, and back-braceleted. There was nothing to do, and nowhere to run, even had I been tempted, in foolishness or madness, to dart away. Escape was impossible, the culture saw to that, but, too, I realized, a thought that would once have startled me, and the truth of which I would have felt obliged to protest fiercely, I did not want to escape. I had now come to accept myself as what I was, and should be, a slave. I had discovered my identity. I had learned I could find my fulfillment only in being owned, only in being the property of a master. - (Plunder of Gor)