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Book 21. (1 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Individual Quote)

I was pleased she made no attempt to punish Feiqa for her indiscretion. - (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 5, Sentence #479)
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5 479 I was View more quotes about pleased">pleased she made no attempt to punish Feiqa for her indiscretion.

Book 21. (7 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Context Quote)

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5 476 In a city, after a few switchings, I was sure Feiqa would learn a common lesson of slave girls, namely, that compared to free women she was less than dirt beneath their slippers, less than garbage in the sewers, that she would learn to avoid them if at all possible, and, if addressed, kneel before them, head to the ground, in servile, groveling terror.
5 477 But there had been little mistaking Feiqa's look, or, I suppose, its justification.
5 478 In effect, it said, "Behold, I am on a man's neck rope; I wear a slave tunic; I am branded; I am collared; my hands have been tied behind my back; I am desired; I am so beautiful that I have been made a slave; I am better than you, free woman; I am a thousand thousand times better than you!" Boabissia turned angrily about.
5 479 I was pleased she made no attempt to punish Feiqa for her indiscretion.
5 480 Her forbearance, I suspected, was connected with her knowledge that I might forbid, or limit, her projected chastisement, this being an embarrassment or hindrance she had no wish to accept or brook.
5 481 The thought passed through my mind, idly, that Boabissia might look well in slave silk.
5 482 To be sure, her mien was not that of a slave.
In a city, after a few switchings, I was sure Feiqa would learn a common lesson of slave girls, namely, that compared to free women she was less than dirt beneath their slippers, less than garbage in the sewers, that she would learn to avoid them if at all possible, and, if addressed, kneel before them, head to the ground, in servile, groveling terror. But there had been little mistaking Feiqa's look, or, I suppose, its justification. In effect, it said, "Behold, I am on a man's neck rope; I wear a slave tunic; I am branded; I am collared; my hands have been tied behind my back; I am desired; I am so beautiful that I have been made a slave; I am better than you, free woman; I am a thousand thousand times better than you!" Boabissia turned angrily about. I was pleased she made no attempt to punish Feiqa for her indiscretion. Her forbearance, I suspected, was connected with her knowledge that I might forbid, or limit, her projected chastisement, this being an embarrassment or hindrance she had no wish to accept or brook. The thought passed through my mind, idly, that Boabissia might look well in slave silk. To be sure, her mien was not that of a slave. - (Mercenaries of Gor)