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Book 17. (1 results) Savages of Gor (Individual Quote)

Clearly she was now the sort of woman for whom men might kill. - (Savages of Gor, Chapter 14, Sentence #885)
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Book 17. (7 results) Savages of Gor (Context Quote)

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14 882 "I yield me your slave, my Master!" She was superb.
14 883 I wondered if the lad who had been her former master, and who now must be a man, and had sold her, had any idea as to the wonder, the surrendered, curvaceous, obedient, orgasmic triumph, which his little Lodge-Pin or Pimples, now a ravishing, helpless beauty, had become.
14 884 Had he any notion of this it was difficult to imagine that he would be able to rest until he had once again fastened his beaded collar on her throat.
14 885 Clearly she was now the sort of woman for whom men might kill.
14 886 "Am I worth four hides, Master?" she asked, gasping.
14 887 "Five," I assured her.
14 888 She laughed, and kissed me happily.
"I yield me your slave, my Master!" She was superb. I wondered if the lad who had been her former master, and who now must be a man, and had sold her, had any idea as to the wonder, the surrendered, curvaceous, obedient, orgasmic triumph, which his little Lodge-Pin or Pimples, now a ravishing, helpless beauty, had become. Had he any notion of this it was difficult to imagine that he would be able to rest until he had once again fastened his beaded collar on her throat. Clearly she was now the sort of woman for whom men might kill. "Am I worth four hides, Master?" she asked, gasping. "Five," I assured her. She laughed, and kissed me happily. - (Savages of Gor)