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

Sometimes, in the gentle, diffident arms of one man or another, I would pretend, secretly, to be a slave, but I knew they were not the arms of a master. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 3, Sentence #264)
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3 264 View more quotes about sometimes">Sometimes, in the gentle, diffident arms of one man or another, I would pretend, secretly, to be a slave, but I knew they were not the arms of a master.

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

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3 261 Another fellow I had intrigued with the prospect of sex and then, when we were alone, I demurred, seemingly unaccountably, in amusement, and told him to leave.
3 262 I was standing imperiously before the bed, on which, unmistakably, lay a white, silk scarf and some coils of light rope.
3 263 He did not strip and gag me, and fasten me across the bed for his pleasure.
3 264 Sometimes, in the gentle, diffident arms of one man or another, I would pretend, secretly, to be a slave, but I knew they were not the arms of a master.
3 265 When we had concluded our little encounter, so empty and meaningless, we would go our separate ways.
3 266 I would not be chained to the foot of his bed, a bowl to the side.
3 267 If I were not satisfactory, I would not be whipped.
Another fellow I had intrigued with the prospect of sex and then, when we were alone, I demurred, seemingly unaccountably, in amusement, and told him to leave. I was standing imperiously before the bed, on which, unmistakably, lay a white, silk scarf and some coils of light rope. He did not strip and gag me, and fasten me across the bed for his pleasure. Sometimes, in the gentle, diffident arms of one man or another, I would pretend, secretly, to be a slave, but I knew they were not the arms of a master. When we had concluded our little encounter, so empty and meaningless, we would go our separate ways. I would not be chained to the foot of his bed, a bowl to the side. If I were not satisfactory, I would not be whipped. - (Quarry of Gor)