Book 16. (1 results) Guardsman of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 20 | 1033 | Her View more quotes about needs">needs were as exposed as her collared body. |
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Book 16. (7 results) Guardsman of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 20 | 1030 | To think of the embonded woman as a slave object is in one sense quite correct, but, in another sense, it is a perversion of, and a failure to understand, the intimate and beautiful relations which can exist between masters and slaves. |
| 20 | 1031 | The girl now, in all her helplessness, in all her desperation, in all her sensual splendor, was dancing not aspects or attributes of her beauty before her master, but was dancing her own passions, her own needs and desires, her own piteous, needful, beautiful, intimate and personal self before him. |
| 20 | 1032 | There were no restraints, no reservations, no compromises, no divisions or distinctions. |
| 20 | 1033 | Her needs were as exposed as her collared body. |
| 20 | 1034 | She danced herself before her master. |
| 20 | 1035 | The music swirled to its climax and Peggy, turning, flung herself to her back on the tiles before Callimachus of Port Cos. |
| 20 | 1036 | As the music struck its last, rousing note, she arched her back, and flexed her legs, and looked back at him, her right arm extended piteously back towards him. |
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To think of the embonded woman as a slave object is in one sense quite correct, but, in another sense, it is a perversion of, and a failure to understand, the intimate and beautiful relations which can exist between masters and slaves.
The girl now, in all her helplessness, in all her desperation, in all her sensual splendor, was dancing not aspects or attributes of her beauty before her master, but was dancing her own passions, her own needs and desires, her own piteous, needful, beautiful, intimate and personal self before him.
There were no restraints, no reservations, no compromises, no divisions or distinctions.
Her needs were as exposed as her collared body.
She danced herself before her master.
The music swirled to its climax and Peggy, turning, flung herself to her back on the tiles before Callimachus of Port Cos.
As the music struck its last, rousing note, she arched her back, and flexed her legs, and looked back at him, her right arm extended piteously back towards him.
- (Guardsman of Gor)