It is hard to wear a man’s collar and chains, his thongs and bracelets
It is hard to wear a man’s collar and chains, his thongs and bracelets, and not be his, helplessly so, and in so many ways. It is hard to sustain the despotic depredations lengthily imposed on her, the exploitations which she must frequently and helplessly endure, without crying herself subdued, conquered, and submitted, as she longs to be, and begging for yet more, another intimacy, another caress, another ecstasy.
How innocently and hopefully we crawl to the feet of our masters!
The well-owned slave is the most content, and happiest, of women, the most sexual, and utterly female of women.
Conspirators of Gor, p. 328