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

I wondered what Susan would look like, her body glistening with a sheen of sweat, twisting and writhing before men, pleasing them as a naked slave, theirs then to be exploited and used however they might wish. - (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #224)
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9 224 I View more quotes about wondered">wondered what Susan would look like, her body glistening with a sheen of sweat, twisting and writhing before men, pleasing them as a naked slave, theirs then to be exploited and used however they might wish.

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

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9 221 Too, I know you would not be so cruel as to assign a girl to the whip dance.
9 222 Too, the common punishment for such a clumsiness is not the uncompromising, degrading severity of the whip dance but disciplines more prosaic in their nature, such as a restriction or change in rations, close chains or, most often, a switching or whipping".
9 223 "I see," I said.
9 224 I wondered what Susan would look like, her body glistening with a sheen of sweat, twisting and writhing before men, pleasing them as a naked slave, theirs then to be exploited and used however they might wish.
9 225 She seemed such an ideal woman's slave, such an efficient, bashful, modest girl, it was hard to imagine her in such a context.
9 226 But she had told me that her fingernails were bloody from scratching at the tiles in her kennel.
9 227 It seemed then that quiet, sweet, withdrawn, retiring Susan actually had sexual needs and powerful ones.
Too, I know you would not be so cruel as to assign a girl to the whip dance. Too, the common punishment for such a clumsiness is not the uncompromising, degrading severity of the whip dance but disciplines more prosaic in their nature, such as a restriction or change in rations, close chains or, most often, a switching or whipping". "I see," I said. I wondered what Susan would look like, her body glistening with a sheen of sweat, twisting and writhing before men, pleasing them as a naked slave, theirs then to be exploited and used however they might wish. She seemed such an ideal woman's slave, such an efficient, bashful, modest girl, it was hard to imagine her in such a context. But she had told me that her fingernails were bloody from scratching at the tiles in her kennel. It seemed then that quiet, sweet, withdrawn, retiring Susan actually had sexual needs and powerful ones. - (Kajira of Gor)