Book 22. (1 results) Dancer of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 8 | 34 | She was a View more quotes about large">large girl, and formidable to us, except perhaps to Gloria, but, compared to the men, she was only another female, no different from us. |
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Book 22. (7 results) Dancer of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 8 | 31 | "Never!" Then the lash, from behind her, fell upon her, and she sank crying out, reaching behind her, sobbing, to her knees, and then, with the next blow, was flung by its force to her belly in the dirt before the man. |
| 8 | 32 | Thrice there in the dirt was she struck, writhing and sobbing, begging forgiveness. |
| 8 | 33 | Then, on her hands and knees, swiftly, at a gesture, she crawled, poked by sharp sticks, hastened by the cry "Quickly, she-tarsk!" to the first of the low, narrow cages and scrambled, weeping, within it. |
| 8 | 34 | She was a large girl, and formidable to us, except perhaps to Gloria, but, compared to the men, she was only another female, no different from us. |
| 8 | 35 | Compared to them, her size and strength, really only that of a woman, was, like ours, when all was said and done, simply negligible. |
| 8 | 36 | Compared to them she was, like us, simply small and weak. |
| 8 | 37 | Before them, and to them, she could never be any more than we, only another female, small, lovely and helpless, a mere female, totally at their mercy. |
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"Never!" Then the lash, from behind her, fell upon her, and she sank crying out, reaching behind her, sobbing, to her knees, and then, with the next blow, was flung by its force to her belly in the dirt before the man.
Thrice there in the dirt was she struck, writhing and sobbing, begging forgiveness.
Then, on her hands and knees, swiftly, at a gesture, she crawled, poked by sharp sticks, hastened by the cry "Quickly, she-tarsk!" to the first of the low, narrow cages and scrambled, weeping, within it.
She was a large girl, and formidable to us, except perhaps to Gloria, but, compared to the men, she was only another female, no different from us.
Compared to them, her size and strength, really only that of a woman, was, like ours, when all was said and done, simply negligible.
Compared to them she was, like us, simply small and weak.
Before them, and to them, she could never be any more than we, only another female, small, lovely and helpless, a mere female, totally at their mercy.
- (Dancer of Gor)