Book 31. (1 results) Conspirators of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 8 | 1417 | While the kitchen View more quotes about master">master occasionally put me to his use, I think he preferred others. |
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Book 31. (7 results) Conspirators of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 8 | 1414 | Several girls worked in the large kitchen, behind the eating hall, amongst whom I was placed. |
| 8 | 1415 | Our Ahn were long, and we were chained at night. |
| 8 | 1416 | I was the only barbarian in the kitchen, and I was much abused. |
| 8 | 1417 | While the kitchen master occasionally put me to his use, I think he preferred others. |
| 8 | 1418 | When I tried to call myself to his attention, placing myself before him, making inquiries, simply to be near him, and such, this was noticed by the other girls, and I paid for my forwardness when we were alone. |
| 8 | 1419 | My hair was jerked and twisted, short of being torn from my head, which would have been a punishable offense, and my body was much bruised, by small, angry fists, and, often enough, from the blows of ladles and stirring spoons. |
| 8 | 1420 | When I put myself to my belly before the kitchen master, pressing my lips to his feet, and complaining, or simply begging to be protected, I would receive little comfort. |
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Several girls worked in the large kitchen, behind the eating hall, amongst whom I was placed.
Our Ahn were long, and we were chained at night.
I was the only barbarian in the kitchen, and I was much abused.
While the kitchen master occasionally put me to his use, I think he preferred others.
When I tried to call myself to his attention, placing myself before him, making inquiries, simply to be near him, and such, this was noticed by the other girls, and I paid for my forwardness when we were alone.
My hair was jerked and twisted, short of being torn from my head, which would have been a punishable offense, and my body was much bruised, by small, angry fists, and, often enough, from the blows of ladles and stirring spoons.
When I put myself to my belly before the kitchen master, pressing my lips to his feet, and complaining, or simply begging to be protected, I would receive little comfort.
- (Conspirators of Gor)