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Does nature not, in its thoughtless processes, in its blind, dark game, favor the organ sensitive to light, the organ sensitive to sound, the capacity to discriminate tastes and odors, the capacity to grasp, to feel, to think? Does it not, without thought or heart, fashion the wings of the tarn, the fleetness of the leaping tabuk, the stealth of the sleen, the claws and fangs of the larl? It casts its dice, on the board it cannot see, and there are consequences, unexpected and unforeseen, but real, very real. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 58, Sentence #22)

I had learned that the curves of a woman's body, at least if they were of sufficient interest to masters, were often referred to as slave curves. I wondered if free women sometimes, before the mirror, in the privacy of their boudoir, regarded themselves, and wondered if their curves were slave curves, and, if they were, what this might mean. Surely humans are not exempt from the selections of nature. Does nature not, in its thoughtless processes, in its blind, dark game, favor the organ sensitive to light, the organ sensitive to sound, the capacity to discriminate tastes and odors, the capacity to grasp, to feel, to think? Does it not, without thought or heart, fashion the wings of the tarn, the fleetness of the leaping tabuk, the stealth of the sleen, the claws and fangs of the larl? It casts its dice, on the board it cannot see, and there are consequences, unexpected and unforeseen, but real, very real. Nature favors victory, and the storms of sex. It favors men and women, and a kind of man, and a kind of woman. Would it not favor the man who would prize, seize, own, and master a woman, and the woman who would thrive joyfully at his feet, prized, seized, owned, and mastered? What man does not long for his slave, what woman does not long for her master? So I think there is a sense to the expression 'slave curves'. - (Plunder of Gor)