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

She could make out, dimly, to the left, in the half light, the figure of a woman, risen to all fours, a chain on her neck, looking at them. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 20, Sentence #830)
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20 830 She could make out, dimly, to the View more quotes about left">left, in the half light, the figure of a woman, risen to all fours, a chain on her neck, looking at them.

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

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20 827 "And doubtless you were being hurried to our camp," said the man.
20 828 Ellen was silent.
20 829 She became aware then that in the vicinity of the tent, where she could see behind it, and to its sides, there were many whitenesses in the darkness, whitenesses receding, seeming to become smaller, into the darkness.
20 830 She could make out, dimly, to the left, in the half light, the figure of a woman, risen to all fours, a chain on her neck, looking at them.
20 831 She was naked.
20 832 There must have been, she estimated, behind the tent and about it, some acres of slaves, chains of them, the chains doubtless secured in some fashion, perhaps fastened to heavy stakes driven deeply into the ground.
20 833 Ellen drew back in fear, as she saw a hook knife flash in the man's hand.
"And doubtless you were being hurried to our camp," said the man. Ellen was silent. She became aware then that in the vicinity of the tent, where she could see behind it, and to its sides, there were many whitenesses in the darkness, whitenesses receding, seeming to become smaller, into the darkness. She could make out, dimly, to the left, in the half light, the figure of a woman, risen to all fours, a chain on her neck, looking at them. She was naked. There must have been, she estimated, behind the tent and about it, some acres of slaves, chains of them, the chains doubtless secured in some fashion, perhaps fastened to heavy stakes driven deeply into the ground. Ellen drew back in fear, as she saw a hook knife flash in the man's hand. - (Prize of Gor)