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Might they not envy me this distinction, though, too, recognizing only too clearly the perils which it might entail? Then I became conscious that I was once again beneath the gaze of the stranger. - (Witness of Gor, Chapter 7, Sentence #878)

That would certainly, in one sense, not give me an enviable position in the garden. But, of course, in another sense, I was terribly pleased that it had been I, and not she, or not Tima, or Tana, whom he had selected out for the kissing and tying of his sandals. Only I, who only a few days ago had first been permitted silk in the garden! This pleased my vanity no small bit! Too, in a sense, it would surely elevate my status among the flowers, if they came to know of it. Might they not envy me this distinction, though, too, recognizing only too clearly the perils which it might entail? Then I became conscious that I was once again beneath the gaze of the stranger. I hoped, in fear, that I had pleased him. Certainly he had not been stinting in taking his will of me. I flushed, too, recalling how I had been given no choice but to yield as what I was, and how with what authority he had made me his, and the spasmodic raptures which had accompanied my seizure and conquest. - (Witness of Gor)