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I am yours! You have made me yours! Buy me, I beg you. I want to love and serve you! Buy me, take me home with you! Own me! You have made me yours!" I then heard her breathing, and gasping, and a small movement of chains. "master?" she asked, with a small movement of the chain. "master? Oh, master! You are going to do it to me again? No, sweet master, I cannot prevent you. I must endure whatever you choose to impose upon me. You choose to make me again such a helpless, squirming, screaming thing, so much outside of myself, so helplessly at your pleasure? Do so, then, for I am a slave! Ah, master, I see that I am again, whether I wish it or not, to be carried into the countries of my helplessness, that you have decided it, that you intend to again exploit these vulnerabilities so casually and inflexibly imposed upon me, and will exploit them mercilessly, that I am again, whether I wish it or not, to be forced to giddy heights I have perhaps not hitherto dreamed of, that I am now to be driven again to the brink of sanity, as though by whips, and perhaps beyond it, writhing helplessly, yours, in slave ecstasy. I sense it! I sense it! Do so, then. - (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter )