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

It is thin, soft, and sensitive!" I was pleased to hear this, for the body of such a woman can become a burning tissue of awareness. - (Mariners of Gor, Chapter 20, Sentence #177)
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20 177 It is thin, View more quotes about soft">soft, and sensitive!" I was pleased to hear this, for the body of such a woman can become a burning tissue of awareness.

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

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20 174 "You are not a strong slave," I said.
20 175 "No," she said, "Alcinoë is a small slave, a weak slave, a helpless, vulnerable slave.
20 176 She cries easily, she has little control over her emotions, her skin is much alive.
20 177 It is thin, soft, and sensitive!" I was pleased to hear this, for the body of such a woman can become a burning tissue of awareness.
20 178 It is, far beyond that of duller women, alive and helpless, aware of the tiniest differences of temperature and air, and acutely so if naked or in a tunic; it is aware of the smallest differences in textures and fabrics, in the feel of fur, in the weaving of a mat under bare feet, the coolness of a scarlet tile, the whisper of silk on a thigh, the coarseness of a rope bound about her body, a strap on her wrist, the clasp of slave bracelets, holding her small hands behind her body, the weight of shackles on fair limbs.
20 179 "I am pleased you fear the whip," I said.
20 180 I was indeed pleased, for in such a case, it need seldom, if ever, be used.
"You are not a strong slave," I said. "No," she said, "Alcinoë is a small slave, a weak slave, a helpless, vulnerable slave. She cries easily, she has little control over her emotions, her skin is much alive. It is thin, soft, and sensitive!" I was pleased to hear this, for the body of such a woman can become a burning tissue of awareness. It is, far beyond that of duller women, alive and helpless, aware of the tiniest differences of temperature and air, and acutely so if naked or in a tunic; it is aware of the smallest differences in textures and fabrics, in the feel of fur, in the weaving of a mat under bare feet, the coolness of a scarlet tile, the whisper of silk on a thigh, the coarseness of a rope bound about her body, a strap on her wrist, the clasp of slave bracelets, holding her small hands behind her body, the weight of shackles on fair limbs. "I am pleased you fear the whip," I said. I was indeed pleased, for in such a case, it need seldom, if ever, be used. - (Mariners of Gor)