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I was collared! How excited was the crowd! How often might a kajira have the opportunity to see such things? Did I prefer the shackles looped about a central bar, and the tied-shut canvas of a wooden slave wagon? Too, this was all new and different, and thrilling, to me. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 17, Sentence #446)

Who was interested in such things anyway? I sensed people rising up, screaming, about me. How helpless and frustrated I was! How I loathed the brute in whose keeping I was. I would be treated not as I might wish or please, but precisely as he would wish or please. I was collared! How excited was the crowd! How often might a kajira have the opportunity to see such things? Did I prefer the shackles looped about a central bar, and the tied-shut canvas of a wooden slave wagon? Too, this was all new and different, and thrilling, to me. I was not natively Gorean. I was only a slave girl, brought from a different world. I so wanted to see, to realize what was going on, to be a part, if only as a slave, of what was going on about me. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 17)