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Book 22. (7 results) Dancer of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
34 686 "Such things are not to be spoken of," he said.
34 687 "Forgive me, Master," I said.
34 688 Yet surely the masters knew the effect of bondage, and a collar, on a woman! Surely the masters well knew that thousands of their girls were love slaves, ready to die for their masters.
34 689 Why could they not recognize this? Why could they not explicitly acknowledge this truth, so patent a truth? Because the slave was merely a slave, nothing, only a silken beast and a shapely property! And how foolish a slave to hope that a master might care for one so worthless and despicable as she! And that a master might fall so low as to care for a slave! Would he not be mad? How incomprehensible would be such a descent and failing! The slave is merely goods to be bought and sold, an object to be mastered, a beast to be strictly controlled, something by which to be pleased and served, something from which inordinate pleasure is to be derived.
34 690 How amused would be his fellows! Would he not become an object of their raillery, the butt of their rude humor? How outraged would be free women! To care for a slave! Absurd! Unthinkable! I timidly looked up at my master.
34 691 Suddenly I did not think he was that displeased that I had so bespoken myself before him.
34 692 I must have been mistaken in this.
"Such things are not to be spoken of," he said. "Forgive me, Master," I said. Yet surely the masters knew the effect of bondage, and a collar, on a woman! Surely the masters well knew that thousands of their girls were love slaves, ready to die for their masters. Why could they not recognize this? Why could they not explicitly acknowledge this truth, so patent a truth? Because the slave was merely a slave, nothing, only a silken beast and a shapely property! And how foolish a slave to hope that a master might care for one so worthless and despicable as she! And that a master might fall so low as to care for a slave! Would he not be mad? How incomprehensible would be such a descent and failing! The slave is merely goods to be bought and sold, an object to be mastered, a beast to be strictly controlled, something by which to be pleased and served, something from which inordinate pleasure is to be derived. How amused would be his fellows! Would he not become an object of their raillery, the butt of their rude humor? How outraged would be free women! To care for a slave! Absurd! Unthinkable! I timidly looked up at my master. Suddenly I did not think he was that displeased that I had so bespoken myself before him. I must have been mistaken in this. - (Dancer of Gor, Chapter )