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No longer did I then, in those moments, care for the danger, or whether I cried out, or if he cried out, or about the guards, or who might enter the garden! Nothing mattered, nothing was real but the feeling, the sensations, the moment! I only then became aware of the might of him, too, as though molten, charged and flooding, within me. - (Witness of Gor, Chapter 7, Sentence #474)

And then suddenly there was a different helplessness, one which seemed for an instant to recognize, and then flee in terror before what could not be stopped. And then it was as though it stood to the side in awe. I clutched him! It was the yielding, and that of one of my kind! Again and again I wept and sobbed. No longer did I then, in those moments, care for the danger, or whether I cried out, or if he cried out, or about the guards, or who might enter the garden! Nothing mattered, nothing was real but the feeling, the sensations, the moment! I only then became aware of the might of him, too, as though molten, charged and flooding, within me. I held to him. He looked down at me. My surrender, I gather, had been found satisfactory. - (Witness of Gor)