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Yet might he not want me? Might he not thong my hands behind me and command me to an alcove, where I would kneel, head down, bound, awaiting him? I knew that every bit of me was his. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 46, Sentence #142)

I wished more alcoves were free. I wished Addison Steele was present. I knew he held me in contempt. Yet might he not want me? Might he not thong my hands behind me and command me to an alcove, where I would kneel, head down, bound, awaiting him? I knew that every bit of me was his. Even from Earth and the cocktail party I had sensed that I belonged naked at his feet! How I had fought this, I, such a stupid, foolish, willful, wayward girl! How could I admit that I was a slave, and his slave! How deep was biology, and the secret of my being! How alien this was to all that I had been taught! I tried to resist, on Earth, and even on Gor! But I could not do so. I wanted his collar on my neck! How I had tried to hate him, and despise him! But I loved him, wholly, helplessly, hopelessly. I knew I was worthless, an illiterate barbarian slave girl. - (Quarry of Gor)