Book 28. (1 results) Kur of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 15 | 14 | "Ai!" View more quotes about thought">thought Cabot! It was the first time he had seen the blonde in a slave tunic. |
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Book 28. (7 results) Kur of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 15 | 11 | There were bruises on her face where she had been struck, and one eye was half closed, and there were many stripes and welts on her body where the switches of Tula and Lana had done their work, expressing their displeasure with the prisoner, and hastening her to the camp. |
| 15 | 12 | Her calves and thighs, too, had been scratched and cut by the brush through which she had been dragged. |
| 15 | 13 | Tula and Lana threw their prisoner to her knees before Archon, on whom, her head held back by the hair, she looked with undisguised terror. |
| 15 | 14 | "Ai!" thought Cabot! It was the first time he had seen the blonde in a slave tunic. |
| 15 | 15 | Strange, he thought, how covering up a bit of a woman's body, particularly in a garment clearly that of a slave, can so startle and stimulate a man, can so astonishingly call attention to and enhance the attractiveness of a woman. |
| 15 | 16 | Does it not beg to be torn away? It is no wonder that slave raids in the high cities commonly target slaves. |
| 15 | 17 | One can see at least what piteously thrashes within the inescapable tightness of one's capture loop. |
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There were bruises on her face where she had been struck, and one eye was half closed, and there were many stripes and welts on her body where the switches of Tula and Lana had done their work, expressing their displeasure with the prisoner, and hastening her to the camp.
Her calves and thighs, too, had been scratched and cut by the brush through which she had been dragged.
Tula and Lana threw their prisoner to her knees before Archon, on whom, her head held back by the hair, she looked with undisguised terror.
"Ai!" thought Cabot! It was the first time he had seen the blonde in a slave tunic.
Strange, he thought, how covering up a bit of a woman's body, particularly in a garment clearly that of a slave, can so startle and stimulate a man, can so astonishingly call attention to and enhance the attractiveness of a woman.
Does it not beg to be torn away? It is no wonder that slave raids in the high cities commonly target slaves.
One can see at least what piteously thrashes within the inescapable tightness of one's capture loop.
- (Kur of Gor)