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And was it not said, as well, that sometimes the free woman, before daring to embark upon so perilous a venture, would remove her sandals, loosen her hair and don the tunic of a slave, that she might appear the more to the roving tarnsman or raider a man's dream of pleasure, the female slave? But men do not enjoy being tricked. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 12, Sentence #831)

Foolish girls! Did they not know they were being stolen? But sometimes, I thought, suddenly, perhaps it is not so bad to be, say, a stolen horse. Who knew to what new stable one might be taken? Perhaps it is not so bad to be a stolen slave, sometimes, I thought. Who knew to what new chains one might be taken? Was it not even said that occasionally free women, lonely and miserable, their most profound needs unsatisfied, desperate for love, frequented high, lonely bridges at night, putting themselves in peril of capture and enslavement? Surely a slave girl would not dare to do such a thing, for it might displease a feared and hated master. And was it not said, as well, that sometimes the free woman, before daring to embark upon so perilous a venture, would remove her sandals, loosen her hair and don the tunic of a slave, that she might appear the more to the roving tarnsman or raider a man's dream of pleasure, the female slave? But men do not enjoy being tricked. Perhaps, discovering she was free, unbranded, her captor would angrily rectify that omission and soon return her, stripped, bound and helpless, to the very bridge from which she had been captured, that guardsmen might find her there and remand her into custody, that she might become then a despised slave in the very city whose precincts she had sought to flee. But, I wondered, would this truly displease her? To be sure, it is not pleasant to feel the lash. But she would have then at last, in any event, the collar she needed, that circlet necessary to make her whole. - (Slave Girl of Gor)