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Surely I had known, often enough, on my former world, despite its commands and injunctions, from my casual, unguarded thoughts, from my fantasies, and my dreams, from my longings, from my dispositions, hopes, and needs, from my yearnings, from what I had wanted from men, their force and ownership, from how I had wanted to submit myself, wholly, from my desire to be ruled by a master, to belong to him, and serve him, a vulnerable, helpless, unquestioning chattel, that I was, at least in my heart, a slave. - (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #104)

"Yes, Master, an oversight, Master," I said. "But the matter is remedied here," he said. "Yes, Master," I said. Surely I had known, often enough, on my former world, despite its commands and injunctions, from my casual, unguarded thoughts, from my fantasies, and my dreams, from my longings, from my dispositions, hopes, and needs, from my yearnings, from what I had wanted from men, their force and ownership, from how I had wanted to submit myself, wholly, from my desire to be ruled by a master, to belong to him, and serve him, a vulnerable, helpless, unquestioning chattel, that I was, at least in my heart, a slave. Now I was kneeling, my thigh marked, my throat enclasped in the collar. "You had a name, did you not, on your barbarian world?" "Yes, Master," I said. "What was it?" he asked. - (Smugglers of Gor)