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Book 32. (1 results) Smugglers of Gor (Individual Quote)

I trusted that lovely Asperiche would not be the cause of bloodshed between Master Axel and my captor. - (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 50, Sentence #147)
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50 147 I trusted that View more quotes about lovely">lovely Asperiche would not be the cause of bloodshed between Master Axel and my captor.

Book 32. (7 results) Smugglers of Gor (Context Quote)

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50 144 There were city slaves, too, of course, in the high cities, in their brief gray tunics and gray metal collars.
50 145 I hoped my captor wanted me.
50 146 How I would strive to please him, in all the ways of the meaningless, abject slave! How I longed to be the single slave of a private master! I did not think it could be borne, that I might share my master with another.
50 147 I trusted that lovely Asperiche would not be the cause of bloodshed between Master Axel and my captor.
50 148 It is strange, I thought, how Gorean masters, before whom we are negligible, at whose feet we are nothing, who hold us in the lofty contempt of a free person, will kill for us.
50 149 Are we then so meaningless, truly? But, I thought, Master Axel and my captor are friends.
50 150 Surely they would not draw steel on one another.
There were city slaves, too, of course, in the high cities, in their brief gray tunics and gray metal collars. I hoped my captor wanted me. How I would strive to please him, in all the ways of the meaningless, abject slave! How I longed to be the single slave of a private master! I did not think it could be borne, that I might share my master with another. I trusted that lovely Asperiche would not be the cause of bloodshed between Master Axel and my captor. It is strange, I thought, how Gorean masters, before whom we are negligible, at whose feet we are nothing, who hold us in the lofty contempt of a free person, will kill for us. Are we then so meaningless, truly? But, I thought, Master Axel and my captor are friends. Surely they would not draw steel on one another. - (Smugglers of Gor)