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And, I suppose, there must be something complementary in the male. - (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 36, Sentence #426)

In her dreams, and blood, you see, she is readied for the collar, long before it is put on her. She is not unaware of her rightful disposition. It has whispered to her, and beckoned to her, since puberty. And, I suppose, there must be something complementary in the male. Does he not find himself most male, most fulfilled, when having absolute power over a woman, when owning her, fully, when being her master? What man, honestly, does not want a beautiful slave? Are their fantasies so different from ours? He is dominant by nature, even if by a pathological culture he is thwarted, crippled, and poisoned. An acorn placed when tiny and helpless in a pot and starved and sickened will never clutch the dark soil of reality with deep roots like talons and lift green, spreading, mighty leaf-bestrewn branches to sunlight and wind. But the men of Gor, if only the unwitting beneficiaries of an historical accident, were never confused and tricked out of their birthright of health; or, I wondered, was it only a statistical anomaly, a rare sort of historical accident, or misadventure, or wrong turning, that some cultures were twisted away from vigor and normality, and lost in sparseness and desiccation? But perhaps, I thought, the men of Gor were not the sort, under any circumstances, who could have been confused and tricked out of their natural destiny. - (Kajira of Gor)