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One has not seen a woman at her best until one has seen her in a collar at a man's feet. - (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 15, Sentence #530)

To be sure, it is common knowledge that one man's haughty, critical, demanding, sexually lethargic, frigid, bored companion may be an eager, begging servitor of another man's whims and pleasures. But one expects such inconsistencies only of free women. Once a woman is a slave, and slave fires, as it is said, have been lit in her belly, she not only wants men, but needs them. One has not seen a woman at her best until one has seen her in a collar at a man's feet. I gathered that the former Lucilina, though a slave, had never really learned what it might be to be a man's slave. Hitherto I feared she had been something of an anomaly, little more than a free woman, in a way, in a slave's collar. It seemed that this might be the first time that she had ever been subjected to such caresses, those which she must endure, whether she wished to or not, those possessive, insolent caresses appropriate to a meaningless slave, caresses which would irresistibly draw her, if the master pleased, and solely at his discretion, inch by inch, touch by touch, mercilessly and ineluctably, to slave ecstasy. - (Mercenaries of Gor)