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I know myself, by beauty, by blood, by thought, by dreams, by needs, to be naturally the property of men, and it is your property I wish to be!" He held her out, again, from him, both of them on their knees, on the planks of the dark, polished floor. - (Mariners of Gor, Chapter 37, Sentence #154)

"Perhaps," I said, "you are thinking of freeing her". "No," cried the slave, frightened. "Do not free me, Master! Keep me! I am your slave! I belong to you! Your collar has been put on my neck! It is locked on me, and I cannot remove it! But I do not want to remove it! I want it there for all to see, that all may know that I am a slave, and that you are my master! I love my collar! I am proud of it! I want to be owned! I want to be possessed, utterly, and without qualification. I know myself, by beauty, by blood, by thought, by dreams, by needs, to be naturally the property of men, and it is your property I wish to be!" He held her out, again, from him, both of them on their knees, on the planks of the dark, polished floor. "What do you see?" she laughed. "A slave," he said. "Yes, Master!" she laughed, and leaned forward, as she could, straining to reach him with her lips. - (Mariners of Gor)