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I did not want him to be angry with me. I loved him! I wanted him to care for me, if only a little! I thought of the library, and Earth. How right it was, I thought, that I should be naked at the feet of such a man. How glorious it was that he had made me his slave! How few women of Earth, I thought, had known the joy of being taken in hand and mastered! How I pitied the women of Earth, so confused and unhappy, so miserable and not knowing why! How fitting, and marvelous, I thought, that I, on this world a property, such that it could be bought and sold, should be rendering this obeisance to my master! What could one such as I be to such a man but a slave? Before him I knew I could be only a slave, and I wanted that, to be the slave of such a man, and to be his slave. I hoped that I might please him, as his slave. To perform this act, too, was arousing to me. Doubtless he was well aware of that, what was occurring in the little beast at his feet! My belly and thighs were heated. - (Dancer of Gor, Chapter )