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"Such things are not to be spoken of," he said. - (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 34, Sentence #686)

Who cares for her feelings? How worthless is the love of a slave! How insulting to the master that that she should so declare it to him! What is he to make of that? How is he to respond to such a thing? Would this not make him uneasy. Would this not be displeasing to him? Would he not think then of ridding himself of her, of selling her? How worthless is such a love! She is only a slave! Let her struggle to conceal the secrets of her heart. Let her not dare to speak to the master of her love, no matter how deep, how profound, how tormenting, or how helpless it is! She is only a slave. "Such things are not to be spoken of," he said. "Forgive me, Master," I said. Yet surely the masters knew the effect of bondage, and a collar, on a woman! Surely the masters well knew that thousands of their girls were love slaves, ready to die for their masters. Why could they not recognize this? Why could they not explicitly acknowledge this truth, so patent a truth? Because the slave was merely a slave, nothing, only a silken beast and a shapely property! And how foolish a slave to hope that a master might care for one so worthless and despicable as she! And that a master might fall so low as to care for a slave! Would he not be mad? How incomprehensible would be such a descent and failing! The slave is merely goods to be bought and sold, an object to be mastered, a beast to be strictly controlled, something by which to be pleased and served, something from which inordinate pleasure is to be derived. - (Dancer of Gor)