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He had bought me. - (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 36, Sentence #673)

I was only a meaningless barbarian. How unworthy I was to wear a collar of Gor, to have my limbs locked in her weighty, obdurate shackles! Yet, to my joy, I had learned that I was one who might not be found unfitting for the slave markets of this world! Had I not seen this in the eyes of masters? Had I not learned it in my helplessness under their uncompromising, possessive caresses? I had some value here, if only as collared wares, fit to be auctioned to the highest bidder! How fortunate I was to have been brought here! How fortunate I was to find myself as I was! How fortunate I was to be the slave of a Gorean male! How few women, subdued and conquered, collared, could know such ecstasy! I was the slave of Drusus Rencius, he of Ar. I was wares. He had bought me. I was his. I belonged to him! How I wanted to serve him! I wonder how many women of Earth can understand this. But perhaps they have never had a master. - (Kajira of Gor)