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Book 15. (1 results) Rogue of Gor (Individual Quote)

"Master!" Then I stood before her with my fists clenched and threw back my head and wanted to howl with misery. - (Rogue of Gor, Chapter 24, Sentence #474)
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24 474 "View more quotes about master">Master!" Then I stood before her with my fists clenched and threw back my head and wanted to howl with misery.

Book 15. (7 results) Rogue of Gor (Context Quote)

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24 471 I looked down at her.
24 472 I knew then that I had always wanted Beverly Henderson as my slave.
24 473 From the first instant I had seen her I had wanted her as my slave! "Master," she whimpered.
24 474 "Master!" Then I stood before her with my fists clenched and threw back my head and wanted to howl with misery.
24 475 Surely she must be a free woman! She must be free! She was from Earth! But could everything that my blood, my instincts and impulses told me be wrong? But it must be, else a civilization structured upon, and predicated upon, pathologies must disintegrate and perish.
24 476 But could there not be a civilization congenial to the truths of the blood, to the nature of human beings.
24 477 Is man so foolish, so naive and habit-bound, so fundamentally irrational, so ready to believe anything that he might be taught, no matter how absurd, that he cannot understand that torture cannot be truth.
I looked down at her. I knew then that I had always wanted Beverly Henderson as my slave. From the first instant I had seen her I had wanted her as my slave! "Master," she whimpered. "Master!" Then I stood before her with my fists clenched and threw back my head and wanted to howl with misery. Surely she must be a free woman! She must be free! She was from Earth! But could everything that my blood, my instincts and impulses told me be wrong? But it must be, else a civilization structured upon, and predicated upon, pathologies must disintegrate and perish. But could there not be a civilization congenial to the truths of the blood, to the nature of human beings. Is man so foolish, so naive and habit-bound, so fundamentally irrational, so ready to believe anything that he might be taught, no matter how absurd, that he cannot understand that torture cannot be truth. - (Rogue of Gor)