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My neck hurt, for I had jerked, frightened, against the collar, turning it, abrasively, on my neck. - (Witness of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #17)

I had screamed, of course, but, almost immediately, I stopped, more fearing that I might be heard, than not heard. I crouched there, shuddering. I tried to collect my wits. My neck hurt, for I had jerked, frightened, against the collar, turning it, abrasively, on my neck. I do not think that I had realized fully, in the first instant, or so, though I must have been aware of it on some level, that it was on me. Perhaps I had, in that first instant, refused to admit the recognition to my full consciousness, or had immediately forced it from my consciousness. Perhaps I had simply put it from my mind, rejecting the very possibility, refusing to believe anything so improbable. - (Witness of Gor)