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I have no choice, I am collared. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #56)

I am content in my place, for it is where I belong. I have been commanded to speak. I must obey. I have no choice, I am collared. But, too, I wish to speak. Suppose then, if you wish, if it is easier for you, that I have been admitted to your presence, unworthy though I am, and am kneeling before you, head down, naked if you wish, a meaningless, purchasable barbarian who, with your permission, begins to speak. She will speak of cities, and secret places, of a metal box, a Metal Worker, of beasts, large, hirsute, and dangerous, of an underground workshop, of pride, ambition, and devotion, of warriors and slaves, of gold and steel, of cords, and silk, of ships and worlds. - (Conspirators of Gor)