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Book 14. (1 results) Fighting Slave of Gor (Individual Quote)

It not easy being a stable slut. - (Fighting Slave of Gor, Chapter 19, Sentence #216)
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19 216 It not View more quotes about easy">easy being a stable slut.

Book 14. (7 results) Fighting Slave of Gor (Context Quote)

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19 213 Kenneth, for example, was only too aware of this naive stratagem, and the errant girl would be whipped or shorn, or deprived of rations, or put somewhere by herself, her small limbs locked painfully in close chains.
19 214 She would soon learn that if she was to be "punished," so to speak, she would have to work long, and hard, and well, to earn her "punishment".
19 215 Their lives are hard.
19 216 It not easy being a stable slut.
19 217 How precious then do they find their occasional, helpless enfoldings in the arms of a strong man! They discover rapture on a chain, ecstasy in a stall.
19 218 I wondered if free women, in their large, cold beds, had any cognizance of, or were even capable of a cognizance of, the experiences of their girls, chained in the straw of a cell, their grateful writhings, the kissings and sobbings, the thrashings and pleadings, of their despised collar sluts.
19 219 The girl in the slave sack squirmed angrily, irritably.
Kenneth, for example, was only too aware of this naive stratagem, and the errant girl would be whipped or shorn, or deprived of rations, or put somewhere by herself, her small limbs locked painfully in close chains. She would soon learn that if she was to be "punished," so to speak, she would have to work long, and hard, and well, to earn her "punishment". Their lives are hard. It not easy being a stable slut. How precious then do they find their occasional, helpless enfoldings in the arms of a strong man! They discover rapture on a chain, ecstasy in a stall. I wondered if free women, in their large, cold beds, had any cognizance of, or were even capable of a cognizance of, the experiences of their girls, chained in the straw of a cell, their grateful writhings, the kissings and sobbings, the thrashings and pleadings, of their despised collar sluts. The girl in the slave sack squirmed angrily, irritably. - (Fighting Slave of Gor)