Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 23 | 334 | The View more quotes about small">small feet of the slaves dug into the dirt. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 23 | 331 | "Harta!" "Yes, Master!" cried the straining, hurrying, switched slaves. |
| 23 | 332 | The high wheels of the wagon creaked. |
| 23 | 333 | The ground was uneven. |
| 23 | 334 | The small feet of the slaves dug into the dirt. |
| 23 | 335 | They leaned forward, grasping the handles. |
| 23 | 336 | One could hear the ka-la-na moving about in the barrel, like a surf within the wood, the barrel rocking in the small wagon bed, rolling within the restraining ropes. |
| 23 | 337 | The lad directed them through the darkness. |
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"Harta!" "Yes, Master!" cried the straining, hurrying, switched slaves.
The high wheels of the wagon creaked.
The ground was uneven.
The small feet of the slaves dug into the dirt.
They leaned forward, grasping the handles.
One could hear the ka-la-na moving about in the barrel, like a surf within the wood, the barrel rocking in the small wagon bed, rolling within the restraining ropes.
The lad directed them through the darkness.
- (Prize of Gor)