Book 35. (1 results) Quarry of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 3 | 283 | No View more quotes about longer">longer did I have dignity, prestige, respect, or independence. |
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Book 35. (7 results) Quarry of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 3 | 280 | They would have us so. |
| 3 | 281 | Already I was ready to crawl on my belly to a master, begging for his touch. |
| 3 | 282 | I recalled the other slaves, thrashing and weeping in their cells and kennels. |
| 3 | 283 | No longer did I have dignity, prestige, respect, or independence. |
| 3 | 284 | I was now only a needful, collared slave. |
| 3 | 285 | "Behold the object now for sale," called the auctioneer, "a comely red-silk barbarian! Note the sweetness of her thighs, the curvature of her calves, and the slimness of her ankles, ready for the clasping of your shackles. |
| 3 | 286 | Imagine her heeling you in the street, hurrying behind you, barefoot, in her tiny tunic, your collar on her neck, kneeling at your side, on her leash, lying beside you when you read!" "A copper tarsk, seventy!" called a fellow. |
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They would have us so.
Already I was ready to crawl on my belly to a master, begging for his touch.
I recalled the other slaves, thrashing and weeping in their cells and kennels.
No longer did I have dignity, prestige, respect, or independence.
I was now only a needful, collared slave.
"Behold the object now for sale," called the auctioneer, "a comely red-silk barbarian! Note the sweetness of her thighs, the curvature of her calves, and the slimness of her ankles, ready for the clasping of your shackles.
Imagine her heeling you in the street, hurrying behind you, barefoot, in her tiny tunic, your collar on her neck, kneeling at your side, on her leash, lying beside you when you read!" "A copper tarsk, seventy!" called a fellow.
- (Quarry of Gor)