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Book 31. (1 results) Conspirators of Gor (Individual Quote)

Master Desmond had declined to relent. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 18, Sentence #802)
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Book 31. (7 results) Conspirators of Gor (Context Quote)

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18 799 I had learned that well on Gor.
18 800 Did I not know then how to behave in a collar? Yes, I knew! How then could I have behaved so ignorantly, so foolishly, so stupidly, so badly? I pleaded as I could, without words.
18 801 But my protestations had been ignored.
18 802 Master Desmond had declined to relent.
18 803 It is hard to make clear, one supposes, to one who has not been put in such a modality, one who has never been "gagged by the master's will," how this deprivation can so sorely affect a woman, particularly a slave, the most helpless and vulnerable of women.
18 804 We are not men, with their large bodies, their strength, their ferocity, their callousness, their speed, and power.
18 805 We are different, so different! What have we, in our collars, what means, to win our ways? We have our slightness, our softness, our wit, our beauty, and our speech.
I had learned that well on Gor. Did I not know then how to behave in a collar? Yes, I knew! How then could I have behaved so ignorantly, so foolishly, so stupidly, so badly? I pleaded as I could, without words. But my protestations had been ignored. Master Desmond had declined to relent. It is hard to make clear, one supposes, to one who has not been put in such a modality, one who has never been "gagged by the master's will," how this deprivation can so sorely affect a woman, particularly a slave, the most helpless and vulnerable of women. We are not men, with their large bodies, their strength, their ferocity, their callousness, their speed, and power. We are different, so different! What have we, in our collars, what means, to win our ways? We have our slightness, our softness, our wit, our beauty, and our speech. - (Conspirators of Gor)