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My beauty, I felt, belonged to them, if they were strong enough to take it, and put it where it belonged, at their feet. - (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 6, Sentence #157)

I was unutterably thrilled to be now absolutely and categorically subject, in the order of nature, to their uncompromising domination. It was for this sort of thing that I had longed all my life. It was for this reason, I thought, that I had so despised the males of Earth, because they had permitted themselves to be deprived of the birthright of their manhood, because they would not see to it that I was put in, and kept in, my rightful place in nature, where I wanted in my heart to be. My beauty, I felt, belonged to them, if they were strong enough to take it, and put it where it belonged, at their feet. I had wanted to kneel before them, lovingly and worshipfully, and yield them my total submission. They had not been strong enough, however. I had been almost consumed with anguish, and filled with contempt for them, and tortured and torn by loneliness, hatred and misery. - (Dancer of Gor)