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

She had been sold! She now belonged, in the full meaningfulness of Gorean servitude, to her new master, Selius Arconious! The auctioneer's assistant half dragged her to the stairs, and there handed her down, into the arms of another assistant. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 25, Sentence #1176)
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25 1176 She had been View more quotes about sold">sold! She now belonged, in the full meaningfulness of Gorean servitude, to her new master, Selius Arconious! The auctioneer's assistant half dragged her to the stairs, and there handed her down, into the arms of another assistant.

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

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25 1173 The vibrations of the gong seemed to linger in the atmosphere, and in her flesh.
25 1174 She knew what it meant, that another girl had been sold.
25 1175 And suddenly she realized that she was the girl.
25 1176 She had been sold! She now belonged, in the full meaningfulness of Gorean servitude, to her new master, Selius Arconious! The auctioneer's assistant half dragged her to the stairs, and there handed her down, into the arms of another assistant.
25 1177 In a moment she was at the left of the block, as one would look toward the tiers, among other girls.
25 1178 She felt her left wrist clasped in a holding manacle, much as had been the case earlier, at the right side of the block, before her ascent to the sawdust-covered, concave surface from which she had been but a moment earlier vended.
25 1179 No, no, she thought.
The vibrations of the gong seemed to linger in the atmosphere, and in her flesh. She knew what it meant, that another girl had been sold. And suddenly she realized that she was the girl. She had been sold! She now belonged, in the full meaningfulness of Gorean servitude, to her new master, Selius Arconious! The auctioneer's assistant half dragged her to the stairs, and there handed her down, into the arms of another assistant. In a moment she was at the left of the block, as one would look toward the tiers, among other girls. She felt her left wrist clasped in a holding manacle, much as had been the case earlier, at the right side of the block, before her ascent to the sawdust-covered, concave surface from which she had been but a moment earlier vended. No, no, she thought. - (Prize of Gor)