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Book 30. (1 results) Mariners of Gor (Individual Quote)

There is, I assure you, a special flavor or ambiance to such a conversation. - (Mariners of Gor, Chapter 3, Sentence #487)
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3 487 There is, I View more quotes about assure">assure you, a special flavor or ambiance to such a conversation.

Book 30. (7 results) Mariners of Gor (Context Quote)

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3 484 Certainly it is another pleasure, that of listening, derivable from them.
3 485 So put one such as she, a highly intelligent, articulate, aware, sensitive, literate woman, such as obviously belongs in the collar, before you, and listen to her, and with care.
3 486 She is, of course, to be naked and kneeling, with her hands braceleted or thonged behind her.
3 487 There is, I assure you, a special flavor or ambiance to such a conversation.
3 488 Afterwards, when one wishes, one terminates the conversation, and does with her what one wishes.
3 489 "Continue," I said.
3 490 "This monstrous female," she said, eagerly, gratefully, "perhaps a discipline slave in a pleasure garden, used to keep smaller, more beautiful females in line, or a female draft slave, or a laundress, at best, said, 'Give me your sandals!' 'Never,' cried I, 'slave!' 'Slave?' she said.
Certainly it is another pleasure, that of listening, derivable from them. So put one such as she, a highly intelligent, articulate, aware, sensitive, literate woman, such as obviously belongs in the collar, before you, and listen to her, and with care. She is, of course, to be naked and kneeling, with her hands braceleted or thonged behind her. There is, I assure you, a special flavor or ambiance to such a conversation. Afterwards, when one wishes, one terminates the conversation, and does with her what one wishes. "Continue," I said. "This monstrous female," she said, eagerly, gratefully, "perhaps a discipline slave in a pleasure garden, used to keep smaller, more beautiful females in line, or a female draft slave, or a laundress, at best, said, 'Give me your sandals!' 'Never,' cried I, 'slave!' 'Slave?' she said. - (Mariners of Gor)