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Perhaps long ago," she said, "you imagined what I might look like, as a naked slave, yours, obeying, doing your bidding, as I am now, knowing that I had no choice, too, but to move as a female slave before you". - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 11, Sentence #612)

Who would not find a slave of interest, particularly one such as she? How boldly and with what pleasure men now looked upon her! Too, she now expected to be so viewed and hoped that she would be so viewed. Indeed, she might fear that she might not be so viewed, that she might not be found of interest. Her very life, as she now knew, might depend on such things. Perhaps long ago," she said, "you imagined what I might look like, as a naked slave, yours, obeying, doing your bidding, as I am now, knowing that I had no choice, too, but to move as a female slave before you". "You have not yet finished your work," he said. "To be sure," she said, "Master could not have known what I would have looked like at the age of eighteen". "It seems the slave is garrulous," he said. - (Prize of Gor)