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Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)

"We will teach you a little," had said one of her instructrices. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #114)
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13 114 "We will teach you a View more quotes about little">little," had said one of her instructrices.

Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)

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13 111 Some girls, she knew, were taught to sing, others to entertain with instruments such as the lute and lyre, and others, it seemed, many, were trained in the dances of slaves.
13 112 Her own training, she understood, though it had seemed extensive to her, had been almost minimal, quite basic.
13 113 She wondered if there were some special reason for this.
13 114 "We will teach you a little," had said one of her instructrices.
13 115 "Hopefully you will then be able to survive at least the first night at a master's slave ring".
13 116 Ellen wondered if Mirus, her master, would be pleased, if she were to dance before him as a slave.
13 117 Had he wondered what she would look like, long ago, when she was his teacher, she wondered, if she were to so dance before him, barefoot, in a bit of swirling silk, in necklaces and coins, in armlets, with bracelets on her wrists and bangles on her ankles, to the flash of ringing zills, summoned, commanded, fearful, begging to please, his.
Some girls, she knew, were taught to sing, others to entertain with instruments such as the lute and lyre, and others, it seemed, many, were trained in the dances of slaves. Her own training, she understood, though it had seemed extensive to her, had been almost minimal, quite basic. She wondered if there were some special reason for this. "We will teach you a little," had said one of her instructrices. "Hopefully you will then be able to survive at least the first night at a master's slave ring". Ellen wondered if Mirus, her master, would be pleased, if she were to dance before him as a slave. Had he wondered what she would look like, long ago, when she was his teacher, she wondered, if she were to so dance before him, barefoot, in a bit of swirling silk, in necklaces and coins, in armlets, with bracelets on her wrists and bangles on her ankles, to the flash of ringing zills, summoned, commanded, fearful, begging to please, his. - (Prize of Gor)