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I recalled her doing her best to comply with their directives, to fulfill their implacable pathological stereotypes, in dress, in expression and carriage, in attitude and thought. - (Rogue of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #158)

She was owned. Literally owned! Should I have been dismayed? Rather I was inordinately excited. I remembered her briefly, wildly, uncontrollably, from the university, from the halls, from the campus, in the severe, pseudomale garments prescribed for her sex by unfeminine women, who arrogated to themselves the setting of ugly, self-serving, hateful, desexualizing fashions, enforcing their decrees by the processes of social pressure, punishing lapses from their requirements by insult, scorn, intimidation, backstabbing, character assassination, diminishment, ostracism and marginalization. I recalled her doing her best to comply with their directives, to fulfill their implacable pathological stereotypes, in dress, in expression and carriage, in attitude and thought. And in this she was surely not other than thousands of other frightened, confused, unhappy women, ordered to deny themselves, to betray their sexuality, women fearing to question propounded absurdities, struggling to be thoughtlessly, uncritically obedient to the dictates of fanatics. But even so her femininity, for all her efforts, had been insufficiently concealed. She was not a surrogate male, a pretend man. - (Rogue of Gor)