Book 31. (1 results) Conspirators of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 8 | 58 | View more quotes about whether">Whether I might kiss my fingertips and press them to my collar, or sob and scream, and try to tear it from my neck, it was on me. |
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Book 31. (7 results) Conspirators of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 8 | 55 | I had sensed this even on Earth, and there was obviously no doubt about it here, on Gor. |
| 8 | 56 | Here I might or might not wish to be a slave, but, in either case, it was what I was. |
| 8 | 57 | Here my will was nothing. |
| 8 | 58 | Whether I might kiss my fingertips and press them to my collar, or sob and scream, and try to tear it from my neck, it was on me. |
| 8 | 59 | And my thigh was marked, with the Kef, the most common slave brand on Gor, a mark which showed all who might look upon it what I was, and only was, kajira. |
| 8 | 60 | Still I had not thought, actively, or very actively, of being sold. |
| 8 | 61 | Now, as I was being marched through streets I could not see, naked, back-braceleted, a bead fastened in this small slaver's necklace, the wind and sunlight on my bared body, I knew I was being taken, for the first time, to market, a market where I would not buy but be bought, as much as a verr, or a basket of suls. |
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I had sensed this even on Earth, and there was obviously no doubt about it here, on Gor.
Here I might or might not wish to be a slave, but, in either case, it was what I was.
Here my will was nothing.
Whether I might kiss my fingertips and press them to my collar, or sob and scream, and try to tear it from my neck, it was on me.
And my thigh was marked, with the Kef, the most common slave brand on Gor, a mark which showed all who might look upon it what I was, and only was, kajira.
Still I had not thought, actively, or very actively, of being sold.
Now, as I was being marched through streets I could not see, naked, back-braceleted, a bead fastened in this small slaver's necklace, the wind and sunlight on my bared body, I knew I was being taken, for the first time, to market, a market where I would not buy but be bought, as much as a verr, or a basket of suls.
- (Conspirators of Gor)