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It is dark there, and you conceal your feelings well. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 24, Sentence #616)

You have made me like this! Oh, I was always a slave, yes, doubtless, but it was you who forced me to reveal it! You, then, it was who forced me to acknowledge myself, who forced me to show myself as what I truly am! Surely a woman is entitled to this privacy! Surely she is entitled to conceal this truth! But on Gor, of course, a slave girl is permitted no such thing. She must be herself, openly, publicly, as innocently and unapologetically as the rhythm of her breathing, the beating of her heart, as innocently and unapologetically as the scar of her brand and the metal of her collar! Why did you come to see me, she thought, dancing. I am not being beaten! Has your joke, clever master, turned out badly? I cannot read your expression. It is dark there, and you conceal your feelings well. I think you do want me, in spite of what you pretend. How long have you been there? Well, then, see your Ellen! Despise me if you will. I do not care! See her dance, as the slave she is! You sought to destroy her, to reduce and ruin her, but you have succeeded only in giving her the dearest, the most precious and greatest fulfillment a woman can know! I love being what I am, being joyfully, willingly, helplessly, given over wholly to love and service. - (Prize of Gor)