Book 18. (1 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 43 | 317 | The View more quotes about heads">heads of the girls were off the ground, held off the ground, when we were in motion, by the construction of the sack with its handles, and the draw of the rope. |
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Book 18. (7 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 43 | 314 | In such a lane sometimes young swains, on kaiilaback, in their paint and finery, parade before damsels; in such a lane sometimes are kaiila races held; and in such a lane, sometimes, slave girls, for humiliation or punishment, or sport, are dragged back and forth in sacks. |
| 43 | 315 | I felt the tension in the ropes, on either side of the kaiila, as I entered into the long lane, some two hundred yards in length, the sacks, their weight negligible for the strength of the kaiila, being drawn lightly behind. |
| 43 | 316 | As I rode slowly along I looked back. |
| 43 | 317 | The heads of the girls were off the ground, held off the ground, when we were in motion, by the construction of the sack with its handles, and the draw of the rope. |
| 43 | 318 | Iwoso was uttering tiny, desperate noises. |
| 43 | 319 | They were muffled and almost inaudible. |
| 43 | 320 | They reminded me of the squeakings of an urt in terror. |
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In such a lane sometimes young swains, on kaiilaback, in their paint and finery, parade before damsels; in such a lane sometimes are kaiila races held; and in such a lane, sometimes, slave girls, for humiliation or punishment, or sport, are dragged back and forth in sacks.
I felt the tension in the ropes, on either side of the kaiila, as I entered into the long lane, some two hundred yards in length, the sacks, their weight negligible for the strength of the kaiila, being drawn lightly behind.
As I rode slowly along I looked back.
The heads of the girls were off the ground, held off the ground, when we were in motion, by the construction of the sack with its handles, and the draw of the rope.
Iwoso was uttering tiny, desperate noises.
They were muffled and almost inaudible.
They reminded me of the squeakings of an urt in terror.
- (Blood Brothers of Gor)