Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 25 | 1180 | Not to him! To View more quotes about anyone">anyone but him! He hates me! I hate him! I hate him! Oh, Ellen, miserable slave! He has bought you! He owns you! You belong to him! You belong to Selius Arconious! It is his collar that you must wear! She put her face in her hands, weeping. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 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. |
| 25 | 1180 | Not to him! To anyone but him! He hates me! I hate him! I hate him! Oh, Ellen, miserable slave! He has bought you! He owns you! You belong to him! You belong to Selius Arconious! It is his collar that you must wear! She put her face in her hands, weeping. |
| 25 | 1181 | The chain dangled down, from the close-fitting metal on her wrist. |
| 26 | 1 | We Must Depart the Camp "My master is going to call me 'Melanie'," she said. |
| 26 | 2 | "That is now a slave name," said Ellen. |
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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.
Not to him! To anyone but him! He hates me! I hate him! I hate him! Oh, Ellen, miserable slave! He has bought you! He owns you! You belong to him! You belong to Selius Arconious! It is his collar that you must wear! She put her face in her hands, weeping.
The chain dangled down, from the close-fitting metal on her wrist.
We Must Depart the Camp "My master is going to call me 'Melanie'," she said.
"That is now a slave name," said Ellen.
- (Prize of Gor)