Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 30 | 93 | View more quotes about though">Though her features were concealed in the folds of a silken veil and she wore the Robes of Concealment there was no mistaking her voice, her eyes, her carriage. |
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Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 30 | 90 | With a cry of rage I struggled in my chains to my knees, pulling against the metal collar that held me to my place. |
| 30 | 91 | Again and again the lash struck me, wielded by the gloved hand of a girl. |
| 30 | 92 | Then I heard her laugh and knew who was my tormentor. |
| 30 | 93 | Though her features were concealed in the folds of a silken veil and she wore the Robes of Concealment there was no mistaking her voice, her eyes, her carriage. |
| 30 | 94 | The woman who stood over me with the whip, the woman clad in the most marvelous array of the most beautiful silks, wearing golden sandals and purple gloves, was Vika of Treve. |
| 30 | 95 | She shook the veil from her face and threw back her head and laughed. |
| 30 | 96 | She struck me again. |
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With a cry of rage I struggled in my chains to my knees, pulling against the metal collar that held me to my place.
Again and again the lash struck me, wielded by the gloved hand of a girl.
Then I heard her laugh and knew who was my tormentor.
Though her features were concealed in the folds of a silken veil and she wore the Robes of Concealment there was no mistaking her voice, her eyes, her carriage.
The woman who stood over me with the whip, the woman clad in the most marvelous array of the most beautiful silks, wearing golden sandals and purple gloves, was Vika of Treve.
She shook the veil from her face and threw back her head and laughed.
She struck me again.
- (Priest-Kings of Gor)