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Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)

On the other hand, I knew, in this sport no time would be taken for such matters; in a few heartbeats of the kaiila the girl's wrists and ankles would be lashed together and she would be, without ceremony, slung over the pommel of the saddle, it the stake, her body the ring. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #305)
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8 305 On the other View more quotes about hand">hand, I knew, in this sport no time would be taken for such matters; in a few heartbeats of the kaiila the girl's wrists and ankles would be lashed together and she would be, without ceremony, slung over the pommel of the saddle, it the stake, her body the ring.

Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)

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8 302 Conrad freed his bola from the saddle strap.
8 303 He held in his teeth a boskhide thong, about a yard in length.
8 304 The saddle of the kaiila, like the tarn saddle, is made in such a way as to accommodate, bound across it, a female captive, rings being fixed on both sides through which binding fiber or thong may be passed.
8 305 On the other hand, I knew, in this sport no time would be taken for such matters; in a few heartbeats of the kaiila the girl's wrists and ankles would be lashed together and she would be, without ceremony, slung over the pommel of the saddle, it the stake, her body the ring.
8 306 "Run," said Conrad quietly.
8 307 Tuka sped from the circle.
8 308 The crowd began to cry out, to cheer, urging her on.
Conrad freed his bola from the saddle strap. He held in his teeth a boskhide thong, about a yard in length. The saddle of the kaiila, like the tarn saddle, is made in such a way as to accommodate, bound across it, a female captive, rings being fixed on both sides through which binding fiber or thong may be passed. On the other hand, I knew, in this sport no time would be taken for such matters; in a few heartbeats of the kaiila the girl's wrists and ankles would be lashed together and she would be, without ceremony, slung over the pommel of the saddle, it the stake, her body the ring. "Run," said Conrad quietly. Tuka sped from the circle. The crowd began to cry out, to cheer, urging her on. - (Nomads of Gor)