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These words, "I am a slave," were cried out in full consciousness. - (Swordsmen of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #283)

Had she not been so, in one way or another, in her dreams, on the smooth, scarlet tiles of a conqueror's palace, on the deep-piled rug within the tent of a desert chieftain, on the deck of a pirate's vessel? In a pathological culture, of course, many things are kept concealed, often those which are most illuminating and meaningful, most important. She had shortly thereafter explicitly proposed herself as a slave, indeed had pathetically begged bondage. Indeed, a moment later, she had clearly, explicitly, pronounced herself slave. These words, "I am a slave," were cried out in full consciousness. They came from the subterranean depths of her, as a quaking, helpless, unexpected eruption of truth from the volcano of her being. What a moment of release, of emotion, that must have been for her! In that moment she had grasped her womanhood, only, to be sure, to soon desire to repudiate it, again. But it was too late. - (Swordsmen of Gor)