Hardin looked at them.  "It depends on each one.  And tell your boss that if all he wants is a mindless fuck toy, all he has to do is keep her sedated.  Wake her up enough to eat and perform necessary functions and them put her back in her box.  We make slaves here.<br/><br/>"Remember, one of the most pleasant things about owning a slave is the opportunity to converse with her, to listen to her,<br/>to hear her express herself, her feelings and her ideas.  One can learn much from a slave.  Many slaves are highly intelligent.  They can express themselves articulately,clearly, trenchantly and lyrically.  It is a great pleasure to talk with them.  Then, when one wishes, one puts them again on their knees.  We expect our slaves to be able to be able to intelligently discuss and sometimes passionately disagree with her Master's politics -- all while sitting at his feet naked in a collar."<br/><br/>They looked at him, shook their heads and left.<br/><br/>Jason stood up, shut off the gas and took the mask off her face.  They knew what they were doing.  He would give her time for the drugs to wear off and then he would talk to her.  He wasn't in any hurry to remove her bonds other than the tape over her mouth.