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In those moments I became ecstatically one with the glory of the universe. In my small way I attained a level of consciousness I had not known could exist, and glimpsed the promise of endless horizons, of infinite mornings, and yet, too, I learned that I was only a slave in the hands of a master. I remember you, Mirus, my master. Mirus, you have given me to myself, she thought. I would that I could give myself to you! But you do not want me! You have taught me to myself, and have then cast me aside, unwanted. You saw to it that I have been made a slave. And how worthless and contemptible are slaves! Yes, how worthless and contemptible we are! How right of you to have held my lying self in contempt! How shrewdly you perceived my hypocrisy, my worthlessness! How fitting, how appropriate, how right for me then that I should be a slave, naked and chained! This you saw! This you knew! And now that is what I am! And now I would that I were before you, kneeling before you, head down, kissing your feet, begging to serve you! But you do not want me! Then Ellen began to weep. - (Prize of Gor)