This has been done to us because this is the way men want us.
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So then, she wondered, would it be better to grow old, and flat, and withered, and tired, and die on Earth, free in some sense, or was it better to be young and beautiful, and healthy and eager, and richly and vitally alive, even though one might be put in a collar and have a mark burned into one's thigh? Let each, she thought, find their own answer to such a question.
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Although Ellen at that time had profound ambivalences concerning her condition, which was bond, she did not regret the return of her youth and beauty, or that she had been brought to Gor.
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Too, as she had always considered herself, on one level or another, as she now recognized, the appropriate and natural slave of men, she was not resistant to the fact that her longed-for destiny had been, even though it were by the decision of others, and without her consent, imposed upon her.
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Better the freedom of slavery on Gor, she thought, than the slavery of freedom on Earth.
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To be sure, these thoughts were like mists about her, and she was weary, and half asleep.
It has been done for their purposes, not ours.
This has been done to us because this is the way men want us.
So then, she wondered, would it be better to grow old, and flat, and withered, and tired, and die on Earth, free in some sense, or was it better to be young and beautiful, and healthy and eager, and richly and vitally alive, even though one might be put in a collar and have a mark burned into one's thigh? Let each, she thought, find their own answer to such a question.
Although Ellen at that time had profound ambivalences concerning her condition, which was bond, she did not regret the return of her youth and beauty, or that she had been brought to Gor.
Too, as she had always considered herself, on one level or another, as she now recognized, the appropriate and natural slave of men, she was not resistant to the fact that her longed-for destiny had been, even though it were by the decision of others, and without her consent, imposed upon her.
Better the freedom of slavery on Gor, she thought, than the slavery of freedom on Earth.
To be sure, these thoughts were like mists about her, and she was weary, and half asleep.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter )