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Book 24. (1 results) Vagabonds of Gor (Individual Quote)

I thought that anger then, for just an instant, suffused her countenance but then, suddenly terrified, as though she might suddenly have realized the unacceptability of her reaction, she hurried over to the fellow Borton had indicated, to fling herself to her stomach before him, desperately and zealously licking and kissing at his feet. - (Vagabonds of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #550)
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1 550 I View more quotes about thought">thought that anger then, for just an instant, suffused her countenance but then, suddenly terrified, as though she might suddenly have realized the unacceptability of her reaction, she hurried over to the fellow Borton had indicated, to fling herself to her stomach before him, desperately and zealously licking and kissing at his feet.

Book 24. (7 results) Vagabonds of Gor (Context Quote)

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1 547 If the fellow was so good as to treat us, it would surely have been boorish to refuse his hospitality.
1 548 "Serve him!" said Borton, laughing, chewing on the joint of tarsk, to the beauty kneeling before him, indicating a fellow he knew across the circle.
1 549 The beauty looked at him, startled, puzzled, as though for an instant she could not believe what she had heard, that she had been dismissed.
1 550 I thought that anger then, for just an instant, suffused her countenance but then, suddenly terrified, as though she might suddenly have realized the unacceptability of her reaction, she hurried over to the fellow Borton had indicated, to fling herself to her stomach before him, desperately and zealously licking and kissing at his feet.
1 551 "You will be whipped tonight," Philebus assured her.
1 552 "Yes, Master," she moaned.
1 553 She had been slow to obey.
If the fellow was so good as to treat us, it would surely have been boorish to refuse his hospitality. "Serve him!" said Borton, laughing, chewing on the joint of tarsk, to the beauty kneeling before him, indicating a fellow he knew across the circle. The beauty looked at him, startled, puzzled, as though for an instant she could not believe what she had heard, that she had been dismissed. I thought that anger then, for just an instant, suffused her countenance but then, suddenly terrified, as though she might suddenly have realized the unacceptability of her reaction, she hurried over to the fellow Borton had indicated, to fling herself to her stomach before him, desperately and zealously licking and kissing at his feet. "You will be whipped tonight," Philebus assured her. "Yes, Master," she moaned. She had been slow to obey. - (Vagabonds of Gor)