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"Yes! Yes!" I did not think it was necessary to remind her that I was not really according her the polite courtesies and gentle dignities appropriate to the pleasures of the free woman, but was, in effect, of my own will, by my own decision, subjecting her to attentions more commonly reserved for the embonded female, the woman who has no choice but to submit to a lengthy and authoritative ravishing, one which well teaches her the meaning of her collar, and what it is to be in the hands of a man, and as he wants her. - (Players of Gor, Chapter 3, Sentence #327)

"Yes, Brinlar! It is marvelous, Brinlar! Do not stop! Yes, Brinlar! Yes!" In such a manner can one subdue a female, turning her into a moaning toy, a plaything, a sobbing possession, a mere object, beside herself, yours, vulnerable, defenseless, powerless, one fully at your mercy, one totally dependent upon you, one totally helpless with pleasure. It lacked only that she was a slave. "Yes, Brinlar," she whispered. "Yes! Yes!" I did not think it was necessary to remind her that I was not really according her the polite courtesies and gentle dignities appropriate to the pleasures of the free woman, but was, in effect, of my own will, by my own decision, subjecting her to attentions more commonly reserved for the embonded female, the woman who has no choice but to submit to a lengthy and authoritative ravishing, one which well teaches her the meaning of her collar, and what it is to be in the hands of a man, and as he wants her. "Oh, Brinlar!" she whispered. Her responses were such that it was difficult to conjecture what her experiences might have been had she truly been a slave, and had she known herself helplessly in my power, and had she known that she must yield totally and without reservation in the last fiber of her very being. "Brinlar!" she cried, surging against me. - (Players of Gor)