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Keep me! I will be very good! I will be obedient! I will serve you! I will do whatever you want!" You are less prissy and proud now, aren't you, Cabot thought. - (Kur of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #305)

It begins, thought Cabot, first the girl, who is small, soft, and tender, and then me, tougher, more sinewy. "Don't eat me!" she wept. "I will be good. Keep me! I will be very good! I will be obedient! I will serve you! I will do whatever you want!" You are less prissy and proud now, aren't you, Cabot thought. Would that the males whom you belittled and abused on your world, whom you treated with such disdain and insolence, whom you teased and tormented, could see you now, naked, groveling and begging, before beasts! Why have the Kurii come to the Prison Moon, Cabot asked himself. Surely not to rescue a pet. Why then? For what? To probe the defenses of Priest-Kings, to test equipment, to train and season pilots and task squads, to enact a trial of courage, to fling before Priest-Kings some sort of an act of defiance, what? Where are the Priest-Kings, Cabot asked himself. - (Kur of Gor)