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"Yes, Master," I said, suddenly, startled, then beginning to understand the orgasm in the natural matrix of male dominance, and intensified by the fixing, enhancement and intensification of this within the institution of total female slavery. - (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #877)

When a girl's most secret thoughts can be read as easily as slave numbers written on her breast her only viable option is total honesty, and as complete submission was required of Gorean slave girls her only practical recourse under such stringent circumstances is either to choose death or become in true reality a full slave, in her heart, in her mind and in her behavior. In short, as deception is impossible, the girl must either choose death or the reality of true bondage. "You will now prepare to yield," he said. "Yes, Master," I said, suddenly, startled, then beginning to understand the orgasm in the natural matrix of male dominance, and intensified by the fixing, enhancement and intensification of this within the institution of total female slavery. When I yielded it would be not only as a female to a male, but as slave to a master! No longer then could I even hear the noises of the tavern beyond the curtain. There was now only myself and Mirus. I had been brought here, and branded and made a slave! "Let me yield!" I begged. - (Dancer of Gor)