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

How absurd was my question! How shamed I was at my pride! How bold I had been! How could I even think of such a thing? Did I not know I was from Earth, and only a slave! But I loved him, and with the whole heart and body of me! I tendered to him the wholeness of my helpless slave's love, worthless though it might have been. - (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 32, Sentence #202)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
32 202 How View more quotes about absurd">absurd was my question! How shamed I was at my pride! How bold I had been! How could I even think of such a thing? Did I not know I was from Earth, and only a slave! But I loved him, and with the whole heart and body of me! I tendered to him the wholeness of my helpless slave's love, worthless though it might have been.

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

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32 199 I must then put aside all thoughts of love or affection.
32 200 I was unworthy of such, from such a man.
32 201 I was unutterably beneath him, worth less than the dust beneath his sandals.
32 202 How absurd was my question! How shamed I was at my pride! How bold I had been! How could I even think of such a thing? Did I not know I was from Earth, and only a slave! But I loved him, and with the whole heart and body of me! I tendered to him the wholeness of my helpless slave's love, worthless though it might have been.
32 203 I had love enough in my small, marvelous body for a thousand of us, a thousand times over! So I was not loved! What did it matter! I was desired, and this would be enough.
32 204 Too, I myself felt desire, and profound, raging slave desire, as he on his part must have felt the passions of the master.
32 205 I was inflamed with need and heat before him, my master.
I must then put aside all thoughts of love or affection. I was unworthy of such, from such a man. I was unutterably beneath him, worth less than the dust beneath his sandals. How absurd was my question! How shamed I was at my pride! How bold I had been! How could I even think of such a thing? Did I not know I was from Earth, and only a slave! But I loved him, and with the whole heart and body of me! I tendered to him the wholeness of my helpless slave's love, worthless though it might have been. I had love enough in my small, marvelous body for a thousand of us, a thousand times over! So I was not loved! What did it matter! I was desired, and this would be enough. Too, I myself felt desire, and profound, raging slave desire, as he on his part must have felt the passions of the master. I was inflamed with need and heat before him, my master. - (Dancer of Gor)