Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 17 | 1022 | Her View more quotes about small">small wrists pulled futilely against the thongs that bound them. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 17 | 1019 | Barzak then stood her up, hooded, bound, before him. |
| 17 | 1020 | She then felt herself suddenly, lightly, lifted from her feet and carried toward the entrance of the holding chamber. |
| 17 | 1021 | In a moment, still carried, helplessly hooded and bound, her head to the rear, as a slave is carried, she felt herself brought again into the sunlight, and up the few steps to the surface of the shelf, where she was knelt down, she thought near the forward edge of the shelf. |
| 17 | 1022 | Her small wrists pulled futilely against the thongs that bound them. |
| 17 | 1023 | Her struggles, she knew, were futile, but in her consternation and fear, in the hood, she could not help herself. |
| 17 | 1024 | And in the end, of course, she knew herself as helpless as before. |
| 17 | 1025 | She knelt there for a time, bewildered, lost in the darkness of the hood, helpless in her confusion. |
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Barzak then stood her up, hooded, bound, before him.
She then felt herself suddenly, lightly, lifted from her feet and carried toward the entrance of the holding chamber.
In a moment, still carried, helplessly hooded and bound, her head to the rear, as a slave is carried, she felt herself brought again into the sunlight, and up the few steps to the surface of the shelf, where she was knelt down, she thought near the forward edge of the shelf.
Her small wrists pulled futilely against the thongs that bound them.
Her struggles, she knew, were futile, but in her consternation and fear, in the hood, she could not help herself.
And in the end, of course, she knew herself as helpless as before.
She knelt there for a time, bewildered, lost in the darkness of the hood, helpless in her confusion.
- (Prize of Gor)