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There are a thousand ties, and caresses, and formulas, a thousand lovings and masterings beyond the comprehension of the free woman. - (Fighting Slave of Gor, Chapter 24, Sentence #118)

When the master is done with them they will know that they have served well. Unlike the free woman, mildly dissatisfied, perhaps even confused, and certainly frustrated, and unfulfilled, they will be under no misapprehensions as to what has occurred and its meaning. They have been again taught their rightlessness, and bondage. There are a thousand ties, and caresses, and formulas, a thousand lovings and masterings beyond the comprehension of the free woman. One accords the free woman her glory; she is welcome to it; but one derives from the slave the joys of the mastery, in accordance with the inexplicable decrees and mysterious equations of nature. All honor to the free woman! Who would wish to threaten or violate the sanctimonious integuments of her status? One salutes her, she, so proud, lofty, and inert, so tolerant and resigned, or perhaps so inconvenienced and annoyed, she so jealous of her sovereignty, so fearful of the dangers of sensation, she, wrapped in the remote, insulating splendor of her dignity, her rights and independence. How distant she is from the squirming, gasping slave! One would not expect the free woman, for example, to beg and plead, to writhe and scream with need. - (Fighting Slave of Gor)