Results Details

How, I wondered, did those who concerned themselves with such things, to whom they were doubtless a matter of business, assess such potentialities? Did they imagine me naked, or how I might look in silk, moving sensuously, or kneeling, in chains, such things? And how did they know about my secret heats, and the frustrations, I had attempted to conceal so zealously from the world? Were such things betrayed, without my knowledge, to those who could see them, in certain tiny movements, in subtle expressions? How had they seen me—as an appealing property, one as yet unowned, as an animal, isolated and meaningless, one, as yet, lacking its master? How bored I had been on my old world! How little things had meant! How dissatisfied and frustrated I had been! I had been a tiny fragment, adrift, purposeless, moved with the waves and wind. - (Witness of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #277)

Perhaps the decision had then been made, and I had been brought here, perhaps to the amusement of one or more, to be what I now was, nothing, and at the mercy of the rights holders. But perhaps, too, all I had had to do with my presence here was to have been what I was, a female of interest to one or more appraisers, one fulfilling, perhaps excellently, certain criteria. I had perhaps been discovered, noted, followed, and reviewed, attention being paid not so much to what I was then, as to what I might, with suitable training, become. How, I wondered, did those who concerned themselves with such things, to whom they were doubtless a matter of business, assess such potentialities? Did they imagine me naked, or how I might look in silk, moving sensuously, or kneeling, in chains, such things? And how did they know about my secret heats, and the frustrations, I had attempted to conceal so zealously from the world? Were such things betrayed, without my knowledge, to those who could see them, in certain tiny movements, in subtle expressions? How had they seen me—as an appealing property, one as yet unowned, as an animal, isolated and meaningless, one, as yet, lacking its master? How bored I had been on my old world! How little things had meant! How dissatisfied and frustrated I had been! I had been a tiny fragment, adrift, purposeless, moved with the waves and wind. Then the decision had been made. I had been brought here. I had now learned to wear silk and iron. - (Witness of Gor)