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

One might as well ask gentleness, tenderness, sensitivity of beasts, of leopards and lions, of alien, aggressive, different, mighty life forms, life forms, she thought, compared to which we are insignificant, even negligible, valued only for casual utilities. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 17, Sentence #1203)
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17 1203 One View more quotes about might">might as well ask gentleness, tenderness, sensitivity of beasts, of leopards and lions, of alien, aggressive, different, mighty life forms, life forms, she thought, compared to which we are insignificant, even negligible, valued only for casual utilities.

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

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17 1200 With what casual, thoughtless contempt I was used! Does he think I am a slave? But, of course, I am a slave! And how true that is, and how he has shown it to me! If I did not understand my brand before, that lovely, so-meaningful, incisive mark burned into my body, that mark which I cannot remove, which proclaims to all who see it what I am, I understand it now! I am a slave, and no more than a slave.
17 1201 Where was his gentleness, his tenderness, his sensitivity? Surely he could not know my crimes against men on my own world, how I foolishly, deluded by the madness of propaganda, attempted to abet their destruction? Doubtless I have much to pay for! I wonder if the men of Earth will one day make the women of Earth pay similarly for their crimes.
17 1202 But I have changed! I beg to be treated well, my masters! Then she smiled bitterly to herself.
17 1203 One might as well ask gentleness, tenderness, sensitivity of beasts, of leopards and lions, of alien, aggressive, different, mighty life forms, life forms, she thought, compared to which we are insignificant, even negligible, valued only for casual utilities.
17 1204 To men such as these, the mighty, untamed, unreduced men of Gor, what can women be but prey and quarry? What can we be before such men but intimidated, dominated slaves, but eager, yielding, responsive, supplicatory slaves? Such men are true men, men as nature intended them to be, and before them, accordingly, what can a female be but a true woman, as nature intended her to be, a begging, aroused, loving slave? But I want masters to care for me, if only a little.
17 1205 I will try to serve them well! Then she shuddered, thinking of the power of men over her.
17 1206 I am completely dependent upon them, she thought, as theirs, as a domestic animal, literally dependent on them for everything.
With what casual, thoughtless contempt I was used! Does he think I am a slave? But, of course, I am a slave! And how true that is, and how he has shown it to me! If I did not understand my brand before, that lovely, so-meaningful, incisive mark burned into my body, that mark which I cannot remove, which proclaims to all who see it what I am, I understand it now! I am a slave, and no more than a slave. Where was his gentleness, his tenderness, his sensitivity? Surely he could not know my crimes against men on my own world, how I foolishly, deluded by the madness of propaganda, attempted to abet their destruction? Doubtless I have much to pay for! I wonder if the men of Earth will one day make the women of Earth pay similarly for their crimes. But I have changed! I beg to be treated well, my masters! Then she smiled bitterly to herself. One might as well ask gentleness, tenderness, sensitivity of beasts, of leopards and lions, of alien, aggressive, different, mighty life forms, life forms, she thought, compared to which we are insignificant, even negligible, valued only for casual utilities. To men such as these, the mighty, untamed, unreduced men of Gor, what can women be but prey and quarry? What can we be before such men but intimidated, dominated slaves, but eager, yielding, responsive, supplicatory slaves? Such men are true men, men as nature intended them to be, and before them, accordingly, what can a female be but a true woman, as nature intended her to be, a begging, aroused, loving slave? But I want masters to care for me, if only a little. I will try to serve them well! Then she shuddered, thinking of the power of men over her. I am completely dependent upon them, she thought, as theirs, as a domestic animal, literally dependent on them for everything. - (Prize of Gor)