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Book 19. (1 results) Kajira of Gor (Individual Quote)

Why would he not release me now? Why could he not be of help to me? Could he not see how I was fighting myself! I wondered if she who was helpless in his bracelets was a slave. - (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #554)
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8 554 Why would he not View more quotes about release">release me now? Why could he not be of help to me? Could he not see how I was fighting myself! I wondered if she who was helpless in his bracelets was a slave.

Book 19. (7 results) Kajira of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
8 551 I wondered if I was a slave.
8 552 The thought thrilled me, and terrified me.
8 553 Why had Drusus Rencius not freed me from the bracelets! We were not now in the house of Kliomenes! "I will release you in the room," he had said.
8 554 Why would he not release me now? Why could he not be of help to me? Could he not see how I was fighting myself! I wondered if she who was helpless in his bracelets was a slave.
8 555 Oddly enough I had felt most a slave, most dominated, in the house of Kliomenes when, in the office of Publius, the men had talked, and I had knelt alone and to one side, my head down, in the light, neglected, braceleted, waiting for the men, the masters, to finish.
8 556 I hurried along in the alley behind Drusus Rencius.
8 557 I tried to fight the emotions rising in me, welling up, irresistibly, from my very depths.
I wondered if I was a slave. The thought thrilled me, and terrified me. Why had Drusus Rencius not freed me from the bracelets! We were not now in the house of Kliomenes! "I will release you in the room," he had said. Why would he not release me now? Why could he not be of help to me? Could he not see how I was fighting myself! I wondered if she who was helpless in his bracelets was a slave. Oddly enough I had felt most a slave, most dominated, in the house of Kliomenes when, in the office of Publius, the men had talked, and I had knelt alone and to one side, my head down, in the light, neglected, braceleted, waiting for the men, the masters, to finish. I hurried along in the alley behind Drusus Rencius. I tried to fight the emotions rising in me, welling up, irresistibly, from my very depths. - (Kajira of Gor)