Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 24 | 106 | * * * * "Here are silks, and veils," said a whip View more quotes about master">master. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 24 | 103 | Their function it was to see to it that, if not the finest, the most stimulating, the most gratifying, of performances would be elicited from their silked, bangled charges, then there would be elicited from them at least performances which, perhaps to the lash of the whip, would bring howls of pleasure from the drunken, lustful brutes who had crowded into the enclosure, determined to have recompense a thousandfold for the bit of copper with which they had purchased their ostraka of admission. |
| 24 | 104 | "Please, no, Master!" wept Ellen. |
| 24 | 105 | "It is a mistake! I am not a dancer! I am not a dancer! Please, no, Master!" But he drew her rapidly, mercilessly, through the crowds, she in tears, stumbling, painfully bent over, held in common leading position, her head at his hip, his hand cruelly twisted in her hair. |
| 24 | 106 | * * * * "Here are silks, and veils," said a whip master. |
| 24 | 107 | "There, in the chests, are bells, anklets, armlets, bracelets. |
| 24 | 108 | Adorn yourself, girl. |
| 24 | 109 | Cosmetics, too! There! Apply them swiftly. |
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Their function it was to see to it that, if not the finest, the most stimulating, the most gratifying, of performances would be elicited from their silked, bangled charges, then there would be elicited from them at least performances which, perhaps to the lash of the whip, would bring howls of pleasure from the drunken, lustful brutes who had crowded into the enclosure, determined to have recompense a thousandfold for the bit of copper with which they had purchased their ostraka of admission.
"Please, no, Master!" wept Ellen.
"It is a mistake! I am not a dancer! I am not a dancer! Please, no, Master!" But he drew her rapidly, mercilessly, through the crowds, she in tears, stumbling, painfully bent over, held in common leading position, her head at his hip, his hand cruelly twisted in her hair.
* * * * "Here are silks, and veils," said a whip master.
"There, in the chests, are bells, anklets, armlets, bracelets.
Adorn yourself, girl.
Cosmetics, too! There! Apply them swiftly.
- (Prize of Gor)