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Book 35. (1 results) Quarry of Gor (Individual Quote)

In more than one way, one is more exposed to the world, to nature, and the reality in which one exists. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #290)
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1 290 In more than one way, one is more exposed to the View more quotes about world">world, to nature, and the reality in which one exists.

Book 35. (7 results) Quarry of Gor (Context Quote)

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1 287 We must, too, become more aware of our surroundings, and their ambiences, of sunlight and shadow, of warmth and coolness, of air and moisture, of textures and surfaces, the feel of tiles or rugs to our knees, the feel of cloth on our bodies, however light or diaphanous, the sense of our body where it was bare, vulnerable, waiting to be touched or felt, the pinioning of shackles, the weight of chains, the different sense of encircling ropes or straps on our bodies, each rendering us helpless.
1 288 Our senses, our skin, our bodies became alive, open to the richness and diversity of impinging sensation, so frequently unnoticed and neglected on our former world.
1 289 The life of the female slave is a life of vitality and awareness, an awakened life, a sentient life, a sensuous life, a so-much-alive life! To be sure, clad as we were, when clad, it is easier to be aware of such things.
1 290 In more than one way, one is more exposed to the world, to nature, and the reality in which one exists.
1 291 Imagine the contrast between us, in the streets, clad as we might be, in our brief tunics and collars, and the scorning free women, resplendent in their robes and veils.
1 292 How we, slaves, dread and fear them! How they hate us, how cruel they are to us! Who is to protect us from them, save our masters? Please, Masters, protect us! Oh, Masters, please protect us! We learned, too, personal deportment, deference, and suitable diction.
1 293 All free men are addressed as "Master," of course, and all free women as "Mistress".
We must, too, become more aware of our surroundings, and their ambiences, of sunlight and shadow, of warmth and coolness, of air and moisture, of textures and surfaces, the feel of tiles or rugs to our knees, the feel of cloth on our bodies, however light or diaphanous, the sense of our body where it was bare, vulnerable, waiting to be touched or felt, the pinioning of shackles, the weight of chains, the different sense of encircling ropes or straps on our bodies, each rendering us helpless. Our senses, our skin, our bodies became alive, open to the richness and diversity of impinging sensation, so frequently unnoticed and neglected on our former world. The life of the female slave is a life of vitality and awareness, an awakened life, a sentient life, a sensuous life, a so-much-alive life! To be sure, clad as we were, when clad, it is easier to be aware of such things. In more than one way, one is more exposed to the world, to nature, and the reality in which one exists. Imagine the contrast between us, in the streets, clad as we might be, in our brief tunics and collars, and the scorning free women, resplendent in their robes and veils. How we, slaves, dread and fear them! How they hate us, how cruel they are to us! Who is to protect us from them, save our masters? Please, Masters, protect us! Oh, Masters, please protect us! We learned, too, personal deportment, deference, and suitable diction. All free men are addressed as "Master," of course, and all free women as "Mistress". - (Quarry of Gor)