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I was not a peasant lass, surprised in a field, nor a rich woman, one indigenous to this world, stolen from her boudoir. - (Witness of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #257)

But what was I doing in this particular place, here in the mountains? I had been brought here secretly. I had not been brought here as these others I had seen, tied at the side of a saddle, balancing another tied at the other side, or thrown over a saddle, bound there on my back, helplessly, in effect, displayed, as other booty, wrists and ankles fastened to rings. I was not even of this world. I was not a peasant lass, surprised in a field, nor a rich woman, one indigenous to this world, stolen from her boudoir. Surely I was not booty in the sense of these. I had been paid for. What was I doing here? Surely I had been brought here at least in part for the typical purposes of one such as I. - (Witness of Gor)