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Book 26. (1 results) Witness of Gor (Individual Quote)

Before them we prostrated ourselves, in our nudity and collars, to the very belly. - (Witness of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #740)
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8 740 Before them we prostrated View more quotes about ourselves">ourselves, in our nudity and collars, to the very belly.

Book 26. (7 results) Witness of Gor (Context Quote)

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8 737 Perhaps they were part owners of the enterprise.
8 738 I did not know.
8 739 We were not told such things.
8 740 Before them we prostrated ourselves, in our nudity and collars, to the very belly.
8 741 We were less than dirt before them; we were animals, things to be despised and held in contempt, things unworthy the notice of such lofty creatures.
8 742 I recall wondering, however, as one passed me, and I saw the regal, swirling hem of that sparkling robe, if the concealed ankle within it would look well clasped in slave steel; I supposed that it would wear a shackle well; why not, was she not a woman? When they had passed, and I dared, I lifted my head a little from the damp stone and looked after them, they, in their layered veils, in their cumbersome splendor, in their glorious, elaborate ornateness! How perfect, how superior, how arrogant they were! But were they truly so different from us? I doubted it.
8 743 Let them be stripped, I thought, angrily, and knelt down, and collared, and feel a stroke or two of the lash! I conjectured then that they, as quickly as we, would hasten to obey, and strive desperately to be found pleasing.
Perhaps they were part owners of the enterprise. I did not know. We were not told such things. Before them we prostrated ourselves, in our nudity and collars, to the very belly. We were less than dirt before them; we were animals, things to be despised and held in contempt, things unworthy the notice of such lofty creatures. I recall wondering, however, as one passed me, and I saw the regal, swirling hem of that sparkling robe, if the concealed ankle within it would look well clasped in slave steel; I supposed that it would wear a shackle well; why not, was she not a woman? When they had passed, and I dared, I lifted my head a little from the damp stone and looked after them, they, in their layered veils, in their cumbersome splendor, in their glorious, elaborate ornateness! How perfect, how superior, how arrogant they were! But were they truly so different from us? I doubted it. Let them be stripped, I thought, angrily, and knelt down, and collared, and feel a stroke or two of the lash! I conjectured then that they, as quickly as we, would hasten to obey, and strive desperately to be found pleasing. - (Witness of Gor)