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In a sense then the free woman, being priceless, is worthless, but the slave girl has a worth, what she will bring on the slave block. - (Guardsman of Gor, Chapter 19, Sentence #950)

"What do you think I could get for you?" I asked. The free woman regards herself as priceless. The slave girl, on the other hand, knows that she has a particular value, what men will pay for her. In a sense then the free woman, being priceless, is worthless, but the slave girl has a worth, what she will bring on the slave block. There are few free women who have not speculated on what men might pay for them. Even the free woman of Earth, in her tragic loneliness and misery, in her pathetic frustration, unfulfilled, and unmastered, weary of the pretenses of pseudomasculinity, may stand naked before a mirror, in her bedroom or apartment, and wonder on the existence of other worlds, and what it might be to be a woman upon them, and be sold as such. Perhaps she is shy, virginal and unmated; she senses the boys she knows are callow and cannot satisfy her; only in her dreams has she awakened to the casual, possessive hands of a master upon her, who will see to it, she knows, that she will, willing or not, well slake his lusts; or perhaps she is older, and has had affairs with disappointing men, unsatisfying weaklings and complaisant fools, who are not really much interested in her, and her needs, and see her, if at all, only in terms of socially engineered generalities; she can only speculate what it might be to meet someone quite different, a man unlike any she has ever known, a powerful, dominating male, a man as if from another time, or world, a master, and to be overwhelmed by this man, and, as a matter of course, as it is his way, enslaved, thence to be his, to the very collar; perhaps she is trapped rather in a gray, depressing, loveless marriage, sans romance, sans meaning, and wonders how life has passed her by. - (Guardsman of Gor)