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It must stimulate them with desire, the passion to hold it, to possess it, and own it. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 61, Sentence #910)

Was it her fault that her form, and her wholeness, the whole of her, should so disturb, stimulate, provoke, and stir a male of her species, should bring about such mighty feelings, overwhelming and irresistible, of desire, lust, passion, and possessiveness? How was she to blame? Had these realities not been contrived in the innocent corridors of evolution, with no more thought or intention than the tides of Thassa or the orbits of worlds? But she, too, no less than he, was the product of these blind, inexorable processes. I suspect the complementarities of nature are not without explanation. I suspected that my own form, and that of others like me, must be seen in a certain way by men. It must stimulate them with desire, the passion to hold it, to possess it, and own it. And yet, have we not been fashioned by the same dark tools? For one who longs to possess, is there not one who longs to be possessed, for one who desires to own is there not one who desires to be owned, for one who desires to master must there not be one who longs to be mastered? Why should we attempt to repudiate and deny the forces that have fashioned us? We long for the collars of our masters. "Lucilius has gone," said Surtak. "I am commander. - (Plunder of Gor)