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

How perfect, she thought. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 22, Sentence #246)
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22 246 How perfect, she View more quotes about thought">thought.

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

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22 243 There had been the overturned stool, the spilled wine, the warnings of the men who had been about.
22 244 The poor woman, thought Ellen, returning to the ka-la-na vat.
22 245 What a terrible misfortune for her! How unfortunate! And then Ellen smiled, and laughed to herself.
22 246 How perfect, she thought.
22 247 Let her wear a collar! Let her be a naked slave! Let her grovel and fear free women! Yes, thought Ellen, and let her dance before masters, as a naked slave, and be lashed if not pleasing! I am pleased that I am not a dancer, thought Ellen.
22 248 I am pleased that I need not fear being called upon to dance.
22 249 Ellen hummed the strains of a joyful Gorean slave song to herself, in which the slave bedecks herself and eagerly awaits the arrival of her master.
There had been the overturned stool, the spilled wine, the warnings of the men who had been about. The poor woman, thought Ellen, returning to the ka-la-na vat. What a terrible misfortune for her! How unfortunate! And then Ellen smiled, and laughed to herself. How perfect, she thought. Let her wear a collar! Let her be a naked slave! Let her grovel and fear free women! Yes, thought Ellen, and let her dance before masters, as a naked slave, and be lashed if not pleasing! I am pleased that I am not a dancer, thought Ellen. I am pleased that I need not fear being called upon to dance. Ellen hummed the strains of a joyful Gorean slave song to herself, in which the slave bedecks herself and eagerly awaits the arrival of her master. - (Prize of Gor)