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

How naive she was! Did she not understand how she could not help but give them pleasure, how even her ruthless, helpless subordination to their will would give them pleasure, and how, if they chose, in their patience, she could be inevitably transformed into a squirming, begging instrument of delight, thereafter to be vulnerably, hopelessly dependent on a man's touch? "Beware, slave," said Peisistratus. - (Kur of Gor, Chapter 22, Sentence #55)
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22 55 How naive she was! Did she not View more quotes about understand">understand how she could not help but give them pleasure, how even her ruthless, helpless subordination to their will would give them pleasure, and how, if they chose, in their patience, she could be inevitably transformed into a squirming, begging instrument of delight, thereafter to be vulnerably, hopelessly dependent on a man's touch? "Beware, slave," said Peisistratus.

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

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22 52 The slave straightened her body, and lifted her head, and looked away.
22 53 She assumed an aspect of irritation, of resignation, of disinterest, of frigidity, of disdain, even of boredom.
22 54 She was determined to give masters no pleasure.
22 55 How naive she was! Did she not understand how she could not help but give them pleasure, how even her ruthless, helpless subordination to their will would give them pleasure, and how, if they chose, in their patience, she could be inevitably transformed into a squirming, begging instrument of delight, thereafter to be vulnerably, hopelessly dependent on a man's touch? "Beware, slave," said Peisistratus.
22 56 "Yes, Master," she said, frightened.
22 57 "I do not want her," said Cabot.
22 58 The slave gasped, and drew back.
The slave straightened her body, and lifted her head, and looked away. She assumed an aspect of irritation, of resignation, of disinterest, of frigidity, of disdain, even of boredom. She was determined to give masters no pleasure. How naive she was! Did she not understand how she could not help but give them pleasure, how even her ruthless, helpless subordination to their will would give them pleasure, and how, if they chose, in their patience, she could be inevitably transformed into a squirming, begging instrument of delight, thereafter to be vulnerably, hopelessly dependent on a man's touch? "Beware, slave," said Peisistratus. "Yes, Master," she said, frightened. "I do not want her," said Cabot. The slave gasped, and drew back. - (Kur of Gor)