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It is a different world, different, profound, and deep, being owned, being vendible. Perhaps the free woman might have some intellectual sense of such matters, verbal, abstract, remote, superficial, or such, or thinks she does, but, I assure you, that intellectual comprehension is quite other than the realization of the reality, that one is, indeed, a slave. It is one thing to hear of the whip, and another to be struck with it; it is one thing to think of chains, and another to have them locked on one's limbs; it is one thing to consider a sale, or even to view one, and another to feel the sawdust beneath your bared feet and hear the bids shouted down from the tiers. What free woman, wise and noble in her freedom, can grasp the consciousness, the fears, the hopes, the helplessnesses, the vulnerabilities, the terrors, the despairs, the desires, the feelings, the joys, the passions, the wholeness, the identity, of the slave? Suppose a woman has been free; then she is a slave. An enormous change then, profound and transformative, takes place in her, in the entirety of her, intellectually, emotionally, and psychologically. She is no longer the same. She is now what she is, a slave, only a slave. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter )