It is hard to wear the chains of a man and not know you are his slave
It is hard to wear the chains of a man and not know you are his slave. Profoundly, I suppose, these things have to do with nature and her lovely mysteries, encoded genetically into the very heritage of a species, yes, there, a thousand leagues beneath the superficial trivialities of politics and convention, with dominance and submission. In this sense one can understand the ceremony of chains, the rituals of braceleting, the symbolism of the blindfold, the gag, the whip.
Slave Girl of Gor, p. 406