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Of course, he was looking upon me as a purchasable chattel, for that is what I was, but, too, he seemed to see me now not as a mere chattel, but as a particularly worthless one, one suitably despised, yet one that he found, despite himself, and perhaps against his best judgment, one of interest, of slave interest, of keen slave interest. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 52, Sentence #324)

That was how he saw me! Perhaps I had been such, more so on Earth than here, but I did not think I was such now. "No, Master," I whispered, shaking my head. "No, Master". Of course, he was looking upon me as a purchasable chattel, for that is what I was, but, too, he seemed to see me now not as a mere chattel, but as a particularly worthless one, one suitably despised, yet one that he found, despite himself, and perhaps against his best judgment, one of interest, of slave interest, of keen slave interest. I sensed he was angry with himself. He was perhaps furious with himself, to find himself attracted to me. Did he despise himself for this? Could he not help himself? Was I, I wondered, as irresistible to him, as he was to me? Could that be? I was beneath his gaze. - (Conspirators of Gor)