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I became aware of men, true men, and their attractiveness, and might. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #235)

And well might they fear and hate them, for such women, natural, loving women, by their very existence are a reproach to them, revealing their pathetic limitations, their linearities and inadequacies. But surely I who had been Judy Thornton could not be a pleasure slave! But was I a pleasure slave? But if so, even then, surely I could not admit that I was so inconsequential and low a thing as that, a pleasure slave! But even on Earth I had occasionally looked upon my body in the mirror and wondered on what sort of world it might find its meaning. Then I had been brought to Gor, and had discovered that I was beautiful, truly beautiful, and that such as I might well belong to glorious, male beasts who would relish and treasure us, and master us! Was I a pleasure slave? Could I be a pleasure slave? I had been an excellent student at an elite girls' school, an English major, a poetess, and then, inexplicably, for no reason that I understood, I had been brought to Gor, and was soon introduced to my new life, that of a branded slave. I became aware of men, true men, and their attractiveness, and might. I became aware of how I was seen by them, and the only way I, with my beauty and nature, could be seen by them. I knew I wanted to love and serve them, and that only in this way could I find my true happiness and fulfillment. I had been Judy Thornton. - (Slave Girl of Gor)