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Book 28. (1 results) Kur of Gor (Individual Quote)

How will Kurii regard her, after this evening? Will she be torn to pieces? Will she be dragged to the shuttle port and eaten alive? Will they remand her to the cattle pens, she fully aware, awaiting perhaps for weeks her turn on the slaughter bench? Perhaps they will give her to Peisistratus, for his men in the pleasure cylinder? To be sure, thought Cabot, this is only one party, hunting, and it is not that of Lord Pyrrhus' cohorts, for it lacks sleen. - (Kur of Gor, Chapter 16, Sentence #46)
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16 46 How will View more quotes about kurii">Kurii regard her, after this evening? Will she be torn to pieces? Will she be dragged to the shuttle port and eaten alive? Will they remand her to the cattle pens, she fully aware, awaiting perhaps for weeks her turn on the slaughter bench? Perhaps they will give her to Peisistratus, for his men in the pleasure cylinder? To be sure, thought Cabot, this is only one party, hunting, and it is not that of Lord Pyrrhus' cohorts, for it lacks sleen.

Book 28. (7 results) Kur of Gor (Context Quote)

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16 43 Suddenly the blonde was absolutely quiet.
16 44 She understands, thought Cabot.
16 45 She now understands! Now let her be afraid.
16 46 How will Kurii regard her, after this evening? Will she be torn to pieces? Will she be dragged to the shuttle port and eaten alive? Will they remand her to the cattle pens, she fully aware, awaiting perhaps for weeks her turn on the slaughter bench? Perhaps they will give her to Peisistratus, for his men in the pleasure cylinder? To be sure, thought Cabot, this is only one party, hunting, and it is not that of Lord Pyrrhus' cohorts, for it lacks sleen.
16 47 I cannot hope to elude sleen.
16 48 I must distance myself from the humans.
16 49 But I have tried to do something for them.
Suddenly the blonde was absolutely quiet. She understands, thought Cabot. She now understands! Now let her be afraid. How will Kurii regard her, after this evening? Will she be torn to pieces? Will she be dragged to the shuttle port and eaten alive? Will they remand her to the cattle pens, she fully aware, awaiting perhaps for weeks her turn on the slaughter bench? Perhaps they will give her to Peisistratus, for his men in the pleasure cylinder? To be sure, thought Cabot, this is only one party, hunting, and it is not that of Lord Pyrrhus' cohorts, for it lacks sleen. I cannot hope to elude sleen. I must distance myself from the humans. But I have tried to do something for them. - (Kur of Gor)