Book 30. (1 results) Mariners of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 3 | 1074 | How dared he, and I a View more quotes about free">free woman! Where were guardsmen that I might summon? Surely that was not such a kiss as might be given to a free woman! Might it not have been more appropriately imposed upon a paga girl or a brothel slut, fastened down for a man's pleasure? But I was strangely, inexplicably, stirred. |
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Book 30. (7 results) Mariners of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 3 | 1071 | For several Ihn I was forced to endure that merciless, shameful contact. |
| 3 | 1072 | Then he drew away from me and gestured to the Metal Worker. |
| 3 | 1073 | I looked up at the leader in consternation, in shock, and reproach. |
| 3 | 1074 | How dared he, and I a free woman! Where were guardsmen that I might summon? Surely that was not such a kiss as might be given to a free woman! Might it not have been more appropriately imposed upon a paga girl or a brothel slut, fastened down for a man's pleasure? But I was strangely, inexplicably, stirred. |
| 3 | 1075 | Unaccountable sensations coursed through me. |
| 3 | 1076 | What might it be, I wondered, to be vulnerably, helplessly, legally, subject to such abuse? What might it be, I wondered, to be in a man's arms, owned by him, to be choiceless, to have no option but to feel and yield. |
| 3 | 1077 | I struggled to put such thoughts from my head, but then I screamed in misery, for the pain had begun. |
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For several Ihn I was forced to endure that merciless, shameful contact.
Then he drew away from me and gestured to the Metal Worker.
I looked up at the leader in consternation, in shock, and reproach.
How dared he, and I a free woman! Where were guardsmen that I might summon? Surely that was not such a kiss as might be given to a free woman! Might it not have been more appropriately imposed upon a paga girl or a brothel slut, fastened down for a man's pleasure? But I was strangely, inexplicably, stirred.
Unaccountable sensations coursed through me.
What might it be, I wondered, to be vulnerably, helplessly, legally, subject to such abuse? What might it be, I wondered, to be in a man's arms, owned by him, to be choiceless, to have no option but to feel and yield.
I struggled to put such thoughts from my head, but then I screamed in misery, for the pain had begun.
- (Mariners of Gor)