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But what can I do if they should simply choose to do so, I thought. - (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 23, Sentence #321)

I must try to be more like a free woman, I told myself. I must try to be inert and cold. But what chance will I have, I asked myself, if I am branded and they put a collar on my neck, and I am subject to the whip, and to the uncompromising disciplines of Gorean masters? I must not permit them to light slave fires in my belly, I thought. But what can I do if they should simply choose to do so, I thought. Then they would be lit, and that would be all there would be to it, I told myself. Then, Tiffany, poor girl, you would be a slave for certain. "You are already a slave for certain, Tiffany, and you know it," a voice seemed to say from within me, that voice which in the past had seemed to speak to me, too, though usually in the quarters of the Tatrix, as when it had ordered me, and I had complied, to kiss a whip or the slave ring. - (Kajira of Gor)