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

And my alarm was all the more increased when I came to better realize the chasm which, on this world, divides the free and the slave. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 4, Sentence #25)
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4 25 And my View more quotes about alarm">alarm was all the more increased when I came to better realize the chasm which, on this world, divides the free and the slave.

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

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4 22 One of the slaver's men once threatened to sell them to a free woman, and the two instructresses, so frightening to us, with their strictness and switches, and contempt of us, new, naked, collared slaves, had suddenly themselves become piteous, terrified, groveling slaves at the fellow's feet, begging to be spared such a fate.
4 23 How they had wept, and licked and kissed, his feet.
4 24 I had then realized more about free women than I had hitherto understood.
4 25 And my alarm was all the more increased when I came to better realize the chasm which, on this world, divides the free and the slave.
4 26 The slave to the free woman is less than the dirt beneath her dainty slippers.
4 27 We are clothed, when clothed, in such a way as, in the opinion of the free women, to shame, humiliate, and degrade us, but, perhaps to the chagrin of free women, we soon grow fond of our tunics and collars.
4 28 Perhaps the free women begrudge us that.
One of the slaver's men once threatened to sell them to a free woman, and the two instructresses, so frightening to us, with their strictness and switches, and contempt of us, new, naked, collared slaves, had suddenly themselves become piteous, terrified, groveling slaves at the fellow's feet, begging to be spared such a fate. How they had wept, and licked and kissed, his feet. I had then realized more about free women than I had hitherto understood. And my alarm was all the more increased when I came to better realize the chasm which, on this world, divides the free and the slave. The slave to the free woman is less than the dirt beneath her dainty slippers. We are clothed, when clothed, in such a way as, in the opinion of the free women, to shame, humiliate, and degrade us, but, perhaps to the chagrin of free women, we soon grow fond of our tunics and collars. Perhaps the free women begrudge us that. - (Quarry of Gor)