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The steel-collared, stripped she of her is now a feast for the senses, all of them, those of sight and touch, of audition, of scent, even of taste; all of her is exposed to the master, for his patient attentions and delectation, all of the owned she of her. - (Guardsman of Gor, Chapter 19, Sentence #165)

No more is she permitted the veil of darkness, or of gowns, or covers. Every sweet line of her, and curve, and latitude, is exposed to the appraising scrutiny of the master. She kneels, she reposes, she curls, she looks up, she keeps her head down, she assumes instantly whatever attitude or position is imposed upon her. The steel-collared, stripped she of her is now a feast for the senses, all of them, those of sight and touch, of audition, of scent, even of taste; all of her is exposed to the master, for his patient attentions and delectation, all of the owned she of her. This is appropriate. She is now a slave. No longer then is she allowed to temper or qualify a man's pleasure in any way, not by darkness, not by shielding gowns, nor robes, nor coverlets. - (Guardsman of Gor)