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And then, soon, in my continuing contempt for the men of Earth, their softness and timidity, their fear of being men, their treason to their very nature, I began to enjoy arousing hopes I had no intention of satisfying, taunting the weaklings and fools with prospects of gratification which would inevitably fail to materialize. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 3, Sentence #274)

Lonely, and then angry, frustrated, arrant, and contemptuous, I had come to despise the males of Earth as weaklings, as little more than docile, pliant sources of gifts, books, flowers, candy, jewelry, free dinners, free entertainment, and such. I knew I was attractive, and that pleased me. Surely a woman is not without power, unless, perhaps, there is a collar on her neck. And then, soon, in my continuing contempt for the men of Earth, their softness and timidity, their fear of being men, their treason to their very nature, I began to enjoy arousing hopes I had no intention of satisfying, taunting the weaklings and fools with prospects of gratification which would inevitably fail to materialize. I enjoyed making them miserable. But then, of course, there was no collar on my neck. Now I was a slave on Gor! These brutes, the masters, whether I willed it or not, had put the beginnings of slave fires in my belly, and I sensed they would rage, and grow, inevitably, continuously. - (Quarry of Gor)