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I did not doubt, of course, but what Rask of Treve would keep me in a collar. - (Captive of Gor, Chapter 17, Sentence #161)

But I feared, more and more now, day by day, despite my great love for him, to become more to him than his mere property, more than his simple possession, more than his simple recreation and plaything, more than merely another meaningless Sa-Fora, a "daughter of the chain," more than merely another meaningless Kajira, a slave girl. It was in these times that I was most afraid. Could he, so mighty a warrior, the master of many women, permit himself to care for me, a slave? I was not even of Gor. I did not doubt, of course, but what Rask of Treve would keep me in a collar. He saw that I belonged in one. I did. But I think he feared I might become to him a certain sort of slave, a special sort of slave, one to whose status I would not dare to aspire, one whose name I dare not even speak. - (Captive of Gor)