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Was his the leash, I wondered, which belonged on my neck? How his eyes had roved me, my tunic half gone from me! What a beast, and monster, he was! How I scorned him, the large, callous, appraising, imperious brute! What could a woman be to such a man but a slave! His collar would be well locked on a woman's neck! How he had looked upon me as a mere object, and yet, I sensed, as an object which he might find of some interest, slave interest. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 10, Sentence #577)

How strange had been the moment when our eyes had met. Could I be, I wondered, his slave? I was sure that, in his collar, I would indeed be his slave, and might not any woman? In him I sensed a strange sense of power. I had the feeling that if I knelt before him I would lift my wrists to him, closely together, that they might be braceleted. Was his the leash, I wondered, which belonged on my neck? How his eyes had roved me, my tunic half gone from me! What a beast, and monster, he was! How I scorned him, the large, callous, appraising, imperious brute! What could a woman be to such a man but a slave! His collar would be well locked on a woman's neck! How he had looked upon me as a mere object, and yet, I sensed, as an object which he might find of some interest, slave interest. How I loathed him! Then I dismissed these thoughts, for we had turned onto Emerald, and would soon be at the domicile. * * * * As the sheets were now folded, and readied for delivery, I put the kerchief about my head. I then lifted the bundle, and held it on my head, steadying it with both hands. - (Conspirators of Gor)