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But I suspect they were seldom less hungry than their putative prey. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 10, Sentence #7)

There is a time for slaves and a time not for slaves. At other times we find ourselves looked upon with avidity, as might be savory dishes by a hungry man. And Gorean males, I had discovered, were often hungry, so to speak. But I suspect they were seldom less hungry than their putative prey. Indeed, the mass of sexual tissue distributed so abundantly throughout the female body, once ignited, often flames in need. How often one hopefully ties the bondage knot in one's hair! How often one kneels, frustrated and whimpering, at a male's feet, fearing to speak, hoping to be caressed! Once one's slave fires are kindled what can one be from then on but a begging slave? And do the beasts not know this, when they, to their amusement, put such fires unilaterally, whether we will it or not, in our vulnerable, helpless, owned bellies? I did not think that female passion, as I was coming to know it, was less than, or inferior to, male passion. Rather I suspected that it, in its unique and different way, in its biological complexity and breadth, in its preciousness of emotion, in its time and ramifications, far exceeded the soon-satisfied passion of men. - (Quarry of Gor)