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

Doubtless he was well aware of that, what was occurring in the little beast at his feet! My belly and thighs were heated. - (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 34, Sentence #434)
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34 434 View more quotes about doubtless">Doubtless he was well aware of that, what was occurring in the little beast at his feet! My belly and thighs were heated.

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

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34 431 How glorious it was that he had made me his slave! How few women of Earth, I thought, had known the joy of being taken in hand and mastered! How I pitied the women of Earth, so confused and unhappy, so miserable and not knowing why! How fitting, and marvelous, I thought, that I, on this world a property, such that it could be bought and sold, should be rendering this obeisance to my master! What could one such as I be to such a man but a slave? Before him I knew I could be only a slave, and I wanted that, to be the slave of such a man, and to be his slave.
34 432 I hoped that I might please him, as his slave.
34 433 To perform this act, too, was arousing to me.
34 434 Doubtless he was well aware of that, what was occurring in the little beast at his feet! My belly and thighs were heated.
34 435 Submission opens the gates of female need.
34 436 The petals of her sexuality spread helplessly with her response to male dominance.
34 437 Female sexuality burgeons with surrender, and who can be more surrendered than a slave? He was my master! I was owned by him! Had he touched me I would have wept and moaned to serve.
How glorious it was that he had made me his slave! How few women of Earth, I thought, had known the joy of being taken in hand and mastered! How I pitied the women of Earth, so confused and unhappy, so miserable and not knowing why! How fitting, and marvelous, I thought, that I, on this world a property, such that it could be bought and sold, should be rendering this obeisance to my master! What could one such as I be to such a man but a slave? Before him I knew I could be only a slave, and I wanted that, to be the slave of such a man, and to be his slave. I hoped that I might please him, as his slave. To perform this act, too, was arousing to me. Doubtless he was well aware of that, what was occurring in the little beast at his feet! My belly and thighs were heated. Submission opens the gates of female need. The petals of her sexuality spread helplessly with her response to male dominance. Female sexuality burgeons with surrender, and who can be more surrendered than a slave? He was my master! I was owned by him! Had he touched me I would have wept and moaned to serve. - (Dancer of Gor)