Book 34. (1 results) Plunder of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 61 | 301 | Selflessness, and abject surrender, was her joy. |
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Book 34. (7 results) Plunder of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 61 | 298 | She View more quotes about looked">looked up at him, disciplined, reassured, grateful, her eyes shining, put in her place, below him, a slave. |
| 61 | 299 | How radiant, how beautiful, was Paula! On Earth she had been nothing, and now, on Gor, she was the slave of a master. |
| 61 | 300 | How she had longed for this world, and how she now found herself upon it, and as she wished to be, owned, and mastered, a branded, collared slave. |
| 61 | 301 | Selflessness, and abject surrender, was her joy. |
| 61 | 302 | Total and uncompromising slavery to her master was her ecstasy. |
| 61 | 303 | But how had she dared to speak? Did she not know she had been cautioned to silence? And how dared she use the expression 'my master' to him, when she belonged to another, to Decius Albus? How tragic can be the lot of a helpless slave! In her heart she was the slave of Drusus Andronicus, but, in the bonds of stern law, as obdurate as brass, as unyielding as steel, she was no more than another chattel of Decius Albus. |
| 61 | 304 | A free woman can sell herself, but a slave cannot. |
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She looked up at him, disciplined, reassured, grateful, her eyes shining, put in her place, below him, a slave.
How radiant, how beautiful, was Paula! On Earth she had been nothing, and now, on Gor, she was the slave of a master.
How she had longed for this world, and how she now found herself upon it, and as she wished to be, owned, and mastered, a branded, collared slave.
Selflessness, and abject surrender, was her joy.
Total and uncompromising slavery to her master was her ecstasy.
But how had she dared to speak? Did she not know she had been cautioned to silence? And how dared she use the expression 'my master' to him, when she belonged to another, to Decius Albus? How tragic can be the lot of a helpless slave! In her heart she was the slave of Drusus Andronicus, but, in the bonds of stern law, as obdurate as brass, as unyielding as steel, she was no more than another chattel of Decius Albus.
A free woman can sell herself, but a slave cannot.
- (Plunder of Gor)