Results Details

Again we ran back toward the center of the island. - (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 6, Sentence #64)

I moved back further in the running, buffeting bodies, now again dragging Telima by the wrist. She was screaming, running and stumbling beside me. I saw the nets on the two sides of the island had now advanced, the spears between their meshes herding terrified rencers before them. Again we ran back toward the center of the island. I heard a girl screaming. It was the tall gray-eyed blond girl, whom I remembered from the morning, who had carried a coil of marsh vine, holding it against my arm, she who had danced, with excruciating slowness, before me at festival, who had, like the others, shown her contempt of me with her spittle. She struggled, snared in two leather capture loops, held by warriors, tight about her waist. - (Raiders of Gor)