Book 28. (1 results) Kur of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 78 | 109 | The brunette View more quotes about pulled">pulled against the chain on her ankle. |
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Book 28. (7 results) Kur of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 78 | 106 | "The master who is fond of his slave," said the brunette, "would surely be concerned, at least to some extent, to assuage the needs of his property, to relieve the miseries of her tensions, to attend to her slave fires, which he has done so much to ignite and stoke?" "Certainly," said Corinna, "but he may keep her in suspense, see to it that she begs prettily, and such, and sometimes, the monsters, will bring us to the brink of ecstasy, for which each particle of our hungering, raging body cries out, and then pause, that we may the better know ourselves as subdued and helpless slaves, fully at the mercy of our masters, and then, if they wish, when they wish, if we beg desperately and piteously enough, they might grant us the tiny kiss or touch which sends us weeping amongst the stars". |
| 78 | 107 | "My master does not touch me," wept the brunette. |
| 78 | 108 | "How cruel are the masters!" exclaimed Corinna. |
| 78 | 109 | The brunette pulled against the chain on her ankle. |
| 78 | 110 | "If I were not chained," she said, "I would crawl to him, cover his feet with kisses, and beg for his least caress". |
| 78 | 111 | "Of course," said Corinna. |
| 78 | 112 | "But then he would not respect me," said the brunette. |
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"The master who is fond of his slave," said the brunette, "would surely be concerned, at least to some extent, to assuage the needs of his property, to relieve the miseries of her tensions, to attend to her slave fires, which he has done so much to ignite and stoke?" "Certainly," said Corinna, "but he may keep her in suspense, see to it that she begs prettily, and such, and sometimes, the monsters, will bring us to the brink of ecstasy, for which each particle of our hungering, raging body cries out, and then pause, that we may the better know ourselves as subdued and helpless slaves, fully at the mercy of our masters, and then, if they wish, when they wish, if we beg desperately and piteously enough, they might grant us the tiny kiss or touch which sends us weeping amongst the stars".
"My master does not touch me," wept the brunette.
"How cruel are the masters!" exclaimed Corinna.
The brunette pulled against the chain on her ankle.
"If I were not chained," she said, "I would crawl to him, cover his feet with kisses, and beg for his least caress".
"Of course," said Corinna.
"But then he would not respect me," said the brunette.
- (Kur of Gor)