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

"Use me in any way you please, as is your right, Master! Use me with rudeness, with brutality, if you wish! Claim me with the whip, teaching me my bondage, should it be your pleasure! But see me, look at me, hear me! Let your fingers stray but idly to my hair. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 28, Sentence #129)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
28 129 "Use me in any way you View more quotes about please">please, as is your right, Master! Use me with rudeness, with brutality, if you wish! Claim me with the whip, teaching me my bondage, should it be your pleasure! But see me, look at me, hear me! Let your fingers stray but idly to my hair.

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

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28 126 "But even if I were a free woman the love I feel for you would make me your helpless slave! But I am not free, but am a true slave, and belong in the totality of my being to my master! There can be no greater love than the love of a loving slave!" He was silent.
28 127 "Use me," she begged.
28 128 "No," he said.
28 129 "Use me in any way you please, as is your right, Master! Use me with rudeness, with brutality, if you wish! Claim me with the whip, teaching me my bondage, should it be your pleasure! But see me, look at me, hear me! Let your fingers stray but idly to my hair.
28 130 Let your hand but lightly touch my forehead.
28 131 Cast but a glance upon me! Though I am only a slave and animal I exist! I am here! Do not be cruel! Be kind! I am yours, wholly yours! Do not ignore me!" "Rest," said he.
28 132 "Are you my master?" she asked, angrily.
"But even if I were a free woman the love I feel for you would make me your helpless slave! But I am not free, but am a true slave, and belong in the totality of my being to my master! There can be no greater love than the love of a loving slave!" He was silent. "Use me," she begged. "No," he said. "Use me in any way you please, as is your right, Master! Use me with rudeness, with brutality, if you wish! Claim me with the whip, teaching me my bondage, should it be your pleasure! But see me, look at me, hear me! Let your fingers stray but idly to my hair. Let your hand but lightly touch my forehead. Cast but a glance upon me! Though I am only a slave and animal I exist! I am here! Do not be cruel! Be kind! I am yours, wholly yours! Do not ignore me!" "Rest," said he. "Are you my master?" she asked, angrily. - (Prize of Gor)