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Not only could my face and body, my beauty, if beauty it be, my dispositions, my talents, my capacities, my intelligence, my feelings, my emotions, my service, my pleasure, be sold! My heat, too, could be sold. - (Witness of Gor, Chapter 11, Sentence #916)

Could they so read me? And could there be more? Could I be more helplessly theirs than I was now? And what were "slave fires"? I dared not speculate. "She might easily be a silver-tarsk girl," said a fellow. I did not understand the allusion, but gathered that a silver tarsk was a coin, and might be a good price for me. Not only could my face and body, my beauty, if beauty it be, my dispositions, my talents, my capacities, my intelligence, my feelings, my emotions, my service, my pleasure, be sold! My heat, too, could be sold. It, too, could be put up for sale! Men could buy it! It could be purchased with the rest of me. It is all of her, you see, the whole slave, that is sold. "See her!" laughed a fellow. - (Witness of Gor)