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How I pitied free women! What a joy to be collared, to know ourselves subject to being bought and sold, to be owned! I wonder if free women can know such a joy. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 44, Sentence #125)

If we were not, perhaps men would not so enjoy having us naked before them. Surely nudity, and the collar, well remind us that we are slaves. Yet, too, there can be an exquisite joy in being naked, perhaps, too, because it reminds us that we are slaves, and we rejoice to find ourselves the exposed properties of our masters. How I pitied free women! What a joy to be collared, to know ourselves subject to being bought and sold, to be owned! I wonder if free women can know such a joy. But, too, what did my nudity matter to such a beast? But then I recalled he was part human, and doubtless had something of an eye for female beauty, such as that of the Lady Bina. "May I not, when presentable," I asked, "wash, comb, and brush the fur of Master?" "No," he said. "You are ignorant. - (Plunder of Gor)