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Perhaps they wish that they, too, were so clad, and under the eyes of proud, free, greedy, lustful masters, who well know how to look upon helpless, vulnerable slaves. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 4, Sentence #29)

The slave to the free woman is less than the dirt beneath her dainty slippers. We are clothed, when clothed, in such a way as, in the opinion of the free women, to shame, humiliate, and degrade us, but, perhaps to the chagrin of free women, we soon grow fond of our tunics and collars. Perhaps the free women begrudge us that. Perhaps they wish that they, too, were so clad, and under the eyes of proud, free, greedy, lustful masters, who well know how to look upon helpless, vulnerable slaves. In any event, surely there is no mistaking us for free women. Robes and veils are one thing; tunics and collars are another. We yield them position, withdraw from their path, efface ourselves before them, dare not meet their eyes, and kneel, if addressed, or looked upon, commonly with our head to the ground. - (Quarry of Gor)