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

There is none to defend them, none to save them. - (Mariners of Gor, Chapter 24, Sentence #163)
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24 163 There is View more quotes about none">none to defend them, none to save them.

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

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24 160 The hatred and contempt of the free woman for the meaningless, despicable slave, so far beneath her, is well known.
24 161 On the other hand, when a city falls, when walls crumble in flame, and the streets run with blood, the free woman, unlike the slave, has much to fear.
24 162 Their freedom, commonly so estimable, is now likely to earn them the bloody blade, their heads as readily posted on pikes as those of others.
24 163 There is none to defend them, none to save them.
24 164 Where shall they hide, within the encirclements, away from the room-to-room searches, away from the snuffling sleen, searching for a scent? It is not unknown for them to tear away their clothes and prostrate themselves before mocking victors, covering their feet with kisses, and begging to be spared.
24 165 "Are you a slave?" they might be asked.
24 166 "Yes, Master!" they sob.
The hatred and contempt of the free woman for the meaningless, despicable slave, so far beneath her, is well known. On the other hand, when a city falls, when walls crumble in flame, and the streets run with blood, the free woman, unlike the slave, has much to fear. Their freedom, commonly so estimable, is now likely to earn them the bloody blade, their heads as readily posted on pikes as those of others. There is none to defend them, none to save them. Where shall they hide, within the encirclements, away from the room-to-room searches, away from the snuffling sleen, searching for a scent? It is not unknown for them to tear away their clothes and prostrate themselves before mocking victors, covering their feet with kisses, and begging to be spared. "Are you a slave?" they might be asked. "Yes, Master!" they sob. - (Mariners of Gor)