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"Then one night she goes to sleep, thinking she is somehow free, and, in the morning, awakens, knowing that she is truly a slave". - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 68, Sentence #129)

I suspected it took longer for some women, particularly Gorean free women, with their pompous, exaggerated self-image, their ponderous, inculcated sense of self-importance, to realize that there was now a collar on their neck. The whip, of course, makes such lessons much easier. "A woman may maintain for weeks the delusion that she is somehow free," said Kurik. "Then one night she goes to sleep, thinking she is somehow free, and, in the morning, awakens, knowing that she is truly a slave". "If they would only listen to their blood, their heart," I said. "There are layers of lies," said Kurik. "Much must, in some cases, be broken through, gross husks to be peeled away, one after another, until the true woman, soft, vulnerable, open, needful, ready, hoping, is revealed". - (Plunder of Gor)