It was slowly starting to sink in that she was truelly a slave now.  At least he thought that.  "You never lose who you are.  We don't want that.  A mindless slave is worthless and something no one wants.  That is why the slavers only take the most beautiful and intelligent women, and you are never some one's dog.  Yes you are a slave and need to obey your master, but you are a person and one with intelligence and a strong will.  Put that will to use by being the best Pleasure Slave that ever was.  There are those that have attained a status like that.  Coveted by many but owned by only one.  A Pleasure slave's life is not harsh or demeaning.  You might think it is but it is not."<br/><br/>The first few weeks after coming to Gor was always the hardest for the new slaves.  They had to adjust and understand what their new lives were like.  Once they reached Ar's Station and he could find someone to rent their slave to him to teach her, she would begin to understand and perhaps begin to accept her new life.<br/><br/>Midnight returned and landed near by.  Daniel packed up the things from the camp and lifted Kyla up and placed her back on the saddle handing her the fur.  He mounted up and strapped them in and pulled on one of the leather straps and the Tarn took off into the air.  They climbed into the sky and leveled out.  Once more they were on their way to Ar's Station.  He pulled her back against him.