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| 17 | 34 | I View more quotes about felt">felt a flood of relief. |
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| 17 | 31 | Do they see in us what they might be, and want to be? How cruel they are to us! How their switches sting! I looked back over my shoulder, furtively, frightened. |
| 17 | 32 | How vulnerable we were, in our tiny tunics, our single garments, with no nether closure, our bodies so briefly and degradingly bared, before those fierce, looming beings in their resplendent robes and veils! I no longer saw the free woman. |
| 17 | 33 | She must have turned aside, or something. |
| 17 | 34 | I felt a flood of relief. |
| 17 | 35 | I was not even natively of Gor, and yet I feared them, feared them so. |
| 17 | 36 | But why should I not? Was I not collared? Was the band of light steel not locked on my neck? Then I recalled that though I was not natively of Gor, I was surely now of Gor, truly and wholly, for I was a Gorean kajira. |
| 17 | 37 | Slaves fear free women, terribly. |