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Her figure, always of interest, had been improved, I thought, since the beginning of the voyage. - (Mariners of Gor, Chapter 12, Sentence #82)

Are they not both females, both fittingly the possessions of men, merely that one is collared and one not? Why does the free woman so hate the slave? Does she envy the trembling slave that lovely band fastened about her throat, proclaiming her beauty and desirability? Does she envy her her happiness, her contentment, her fulfillment, her master? "Would you be so different from me, proud mistress," might wonder the slave, "were you tunicked, as I, and your neck encircled, as mine, in a similar claiming device?" The deck was wet, and cold. Below, her hair was dark, and long, and, now wet, was much about her face. Sometimes she had lifted her head, her face white and rain-streaked, to look up at me, but I had paid her little attention, and she would soon put her head down, again. Her figure, always of interest, had been improved, I thought, since the beginning of the voyage. This had to do with the regimes of diet and exercise imposed upon her. One may do much what one wants with animals, to improve them. As her vitality and health improved she, well-collared, now a mere pleasure animal, like her sisters, would twist ever more helplessly in her bonds. - (Mariners of Gor)