Book 35. (1 results) Quarry of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 3 | 37 | View more quotes about accordingly">Accordingly, she will not conceive unless administered a releaser, that in case you wish to hood her and cross her with a male slave in the breeding stalls". |
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Book 35. (7 results) Quarry of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 3 | 34 | In a thousand ways one may bleed and die. |
| 3 | 35 | Such serums provide no protection from the thrust of a knife or spear, from a strangling bowstring, from the subtleties of poison, from the claws and fangs of beasts. |
| 3 | 36 | "Too," continued the auctioneer, "this lovely toy, which for a few tarsk-bits could be your possession, has been administered, as is our practice, slave wine. |
| 3 | 37 | Accordingly, she will not conceive unless administered a releaser, that in case you wish to hood her and cross her with a male slave in the breeding stalls". |
| 3 | 38 | I shuddered, remembering the slave wine. |
| 3 | 39 | My hands had been tied behind me, and I had been knelt down, my head held far back by the hair. |
| 3 | 40 | My nostrils had been pinched shut and my mouth forced open, and the spout of a metal container was thrust in my mouth, and the foul brew, like a hideous, polluted lake, flooded my oral cavity. |
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In a thousand ways one may bleed and die.
Such serums provide no protection from the thrust of a knife or spear, from a strangling bowstring, from the subtleties of poison, from the claws and fangs of beasts.
"Too," continued the auctioneer, "this lovely toy, which for a few tarsk-bits could be your possession, has been administered, as is our practice, slave wine.
Accordingly, she will not conceive unless administered a releaser, that in case you wish to hood her and cross her with a male slave in the breeding stalls".
I shuddered, remembering the slave wine.
My hands had been tied behind me, and I had been knelt down, my head held far back by the hair.
My nostrils had been pinched shut and my mouth forced open, and the spout of a metal container was thrust in my mouth, and the foul brew, like a hideous, polluted lake, flooded my oral cavity.
- (Quarry of Gor)