“Her feelings were easily hurt, a valuable property in a slave girl. Too, she could not control her feelings, another excellent property in a slave girl. Her feelings, vulnerable, deep, exploitable, in her expressions and on her face, betrayed her, exposing her to men, and their amusement, as helplessly as her stripped beauty. They made her more easily controlled, more a slave.”
So, in other words, expect nothing. Expect no coherency or consistency here. These pages are subject to my whims. You will see here what pleases me at the moment, what makes me laugh or cry, what makes me feel.
“Gorean men, on the whole, do not free slaves. The freeing of a girl is almost unheard of. This makes sense. They are not free women. They are belongings, valuables, slaves, treasures. Who discards precious possessions, who surrenders treasures? If the slave girl were worth less perhaps she would be freed more. She is too marvelous to free; and if she is not marvelous, she can be slain. Too, what man who has known the glo ry and joy of a girl at his feet is likely to wish to exchange that for the inconvenience and bother of a free woman? No, slave girls, for all practical purposes, are not freed. They will remain in one collar or another. Men will have it that way.”
And so I am. Much too valuable to walk free. Both women and men have asked me why I choose to wear a collar. Those men have never held a slave, or they would not ask. Slaves are too rare and precious to question their slavery.