“What follows, I think,” I said, “is that any woman deeply and truly in love is, in effect, a female slave.”

“What follows, I think,” I said, “is that any woman deeply and truly in love is, in effect, a female slave.”
“Imagine, then,” she breathed, “the love that might be felt by an actual female slave, a woman actually owned, for her master. How helplessly she would be his!”
“Bondage,” I said, “with its ownership and domination of the woman, is a soil in which it is natural for love to blossom.”
“I know that that is true,” she said.
“And the bondage of chains is then, not unoften, succeeded by the bondage of love.”
“And think how deep is the bondage of the female slave,” said the girl, “whose bondage is the bondage of both chains and love.”
“Yes,” I said. Her bondage was indeed the deepest bondage in which a human female could conceive of herself being placed, being only, strictly, the property of her beloved master.

Blood Brothers of Gor, p. 195

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