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

Ellen wondered if she would be in a peasant village. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 20, Sentence #691)
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)

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20 688 She wondered if any of her sisters of Earth, brought as she to Gor to serve masters, served in villages, as lovely domestic beasts of peasants.
20 689 She thought of the aristocratic, clever, beautiful, formerly rich woman "Evelyn," whom she had served at the supper of Mirus.
20 690 Doubtless she was now in a collar, now, too, no more than a branded chattel.
20 691 Ellen wondered if she would be in a peasant village.
20 692 She did not think so.
20 693 She thought, rather, that she would be surely kept, at least for a time, by "Jeffrey," he whom she had also served at that supper.
20 694 She could imagine her at his feet, at the foot of his couch on the love furs, attached to the slave ring there, naked, cringing, not knowing if she was to be whipped or caressed, as a slave, taking the whip cast before her in her small hands and, looking up, trying to read the mood of her master, fearfully, tenderly, hopefully licking and kissing it.
She wondered if any of her sisters of Earth, brought as she to Gor to serve masters, served in villages, as lovely domestic beasts of peasants. She thought of the aristocratic, clever, beautiful, formerly rich woman "Evelyn," whom she had served at the supper of Mirus. Doubtless she was now in a collar, now, too, no more than a branded chattel. Ellen wondered if she would be in a peasant village. She did not think so. She thought, rather, that she would be surely kept, at least for a time, by "Jeffrey," he whom she had also served at that supper. She could imagine her at his feet, at the foot of his couch on the love furs, attached to the slave ring there, naked, cringing, not knowing if she was to be whipped or caressed, as a slave, taking the whip cast before her in her small hands and, looking up, trying to read the mood of her master, fearfully, tenderly, hopefully licking and kissing it. - (Prize of Gor)