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Do they not enjoy kneeling us, often not even knowing us, and lashing us about the neck, the arms, and calves? How helpless we are in their presence, half naked, vulnerable, not permitted to resist, who must accept and endure, uncomplainingly, without the least demur or protest, their abuse, only slaves. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 11, Sentence #320)

Then I could not pounce upon it until permitted. Then I must eat it without the use of my hands, as a collared beast! I went well to the side of the walkway and kept my head down, as a free woman passed. She carried a switch. Do they not enjoy kneeling us, often not even knowing us, and lashing us about the neck, the arms, and calves? How helpless we are in their presence, half naked, vulnerable, not permitted to resist, who must accept and endure, uncomplainingly, without the least demur or protest, their abuse, only slaves. Next, two free men passed. I kept my eyes straight ahead, as I knew myself assessed, as what I was, a purchasable female animal. Yet what woman, slave or free, does not thrill to the curious, admiring scrutiny of a handsome, powerful male who one day might prove to be her master? Ambivalences warred within me, excitement, rage, joy, warmth, shame, humiliation, pride! How dare these monsters take for granted, so easily and unassumingly, and assert and enact, so simply and unquestioningly, the powers of their nature? Why does their society not reduce, cripple, and enshackle them? Why does their society not forbid them to be themselves, or force upon them an alien, unnatural self, to serve its own ends? But perhaps biology is not the foe of happiness. - (Quarry of Gor)