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Book 7. (1 results) Captive of Gor (Individual Quote)

How I hated Inge! Could she not see that these things were innocent, that they were mere accidents, that I had merely tripped! But, of course, I also mistrusted the guard. - (Captive of Gor, Chapter 11, Sentence #386)
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11 386 How I hated Inge! Could she not see that these View more quotes about things">things were innocent, that they were mere accidents, that I had merely tripped! But, of course, I also mistrusted the guard.

Book 7. (7 results) Captive of Gor (Context Quote)

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11 383 She cannot help but respond, you see, in the order of nature, to the virility and power of the master; this virility and power is stimulating to the slave, overwhelmingly so; indeed, virility and power stir the bellies of even free women; it is natural then for her to want to call herself to the attention of the masters, to want to please them, to desire their touch.
11 384 Twice I had, surely inadvertently, stumbled against guards.
11 385 "You are so obvious, El-in-or," had said Inge.
11 386 How I hated Inge! Could she not see that these things were innocent, that they were mere accidents, that I had merely tripped! But, of course, I also mistrusted the guard.
11 387 I had some dim, abstract inkling of what it might be for a man to hold a slave girl in his arms, and that was sufficient to make me fearfully wary.
11 388 And yet I must be attractive! I must be slave! No wonder free women, as I had heard, hated us.
11 389 What man would prefer a free woman, I wondered, to one of us, helpless and gasping, yielding, begging, in his arms.
She cannot help but respond, you see, in the order of nature, to the virility and power of the master; this virility and power is stimulating to the slave, overwhelmingly so; indeed, virility and power stir the bellies of even free women; it is natural then for her to want to call herself to the attention of the masters, to want to please them, to desire their touch. Twice I had, surely inadvertently, stumbled against guards. "You are so obvious, El-in-or," had said Inge. How I hated Inge! Could she not see that these things were innocent, that they were mere accidents, that I had merely tripped! But, of course, I also mistrusted the guard. I had some dim, abstract inkling of what it might be for a man to hold a slave girl in his arms, and that was sufficient to make me fearfully wary. And yet I must be attractive! I must be slave! No wonder free women, as I had heard, hated us. What man would prefer a free woman, I wondered, to one of us, helpless and gasping, yielding, begging, in his arms. - (Captive of Gor)