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Book 22. (1 results) Dancer of Gor (Individual Quote)

To be sure, some men enjoy taking a woman who hates them, and whom they hate, and reducing her to a panting, pleading slave, begging for a continuation of their touch, which they may then either grant or deny her, as it pleases them. - (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 21, Sentence #56)
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21 56 To be View more quotes about sure">sure, some men enjoy taking a woman who hates them, and whom they hate, and reducing her to a panting, pleading slave, begging for a continuation of their touch, which they may then either grant or deny her, as it pleases them.

Book 22. (7 results) Dancer of Gor (Context Quote)

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21 53 They have paid their money.
21 54 We must thus see to it that we are marvels to them, that we serve them with eagerness and perfection.
21 55 This is not a matter, incidentally, of serving regardless of our will and possible desires, or in spite of them, but of actually adjusting our will and desires, in such a way that they now find expression and fulfillment even in such service.
21 56 To be sure, some men enjoy taking a woman who hates them, and whom they hate, and reducing her to a panting, pleading slave, begging for a continuation of their touch, which they may then either grant or deny her, as it pleases them.
21 57 He crawled toward me, and then crouched, unsteadily, before me.
21 58 I quickly took him in my arms, pressing myself gratefully against him.
21 59 I hoped, even in this time, even in these circumstances, that I might gain from him a moment or two of relief.
They have paid their money. We must thus see to it that we are marvels to them, that we serve them with eagerness and perfection. This is not a matter, incidentally, of serving regardless of our will and possible desires, or in spite of them, but of actually adjusting our will and desires, in such a way that they now find expression and fulfillment even in such service. To be sure, some men enjoy taking a woman who hates them, and whom they hate, and reducing her to a panting, pleading slave, begging for a continuation of their touch, which they may then either grant or deny her, as it pleases them. He crawled toward me, and then crouched, unsteadily, before me. I quickly took him in my arms, pressing myself gratefully against him. I hoped, even in this time, even in these circumstances, that I might gain from him a moment or two of relief. - (Dancer of Gor)