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

Then I had struck the furs, angrily, futilely, in frustration, again and again, with my fists. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 11, Sentence #626)
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11 626 Then I had View more quotes about struck">struck the furs, angrily, futilely, in frustration, again and again, with my fists.

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

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11 623 "Own me! I beg to be your slave!" It was then that he had knelt beside me and placed the tarsk-bit in my mouth.
11 624 He then rose up, and, with his foot, scornfully thrust me to the side, and withdrew.
11 625 I went to my stomach, and, head lifted, looked after him.
11 626 Then I had struck the furs, angrily, futilely, in frustration, again and again, with my fists.
11 627 His laughter had rung behind him.
11 628 How well I knew then that I was no longer Miss Margaret Henderson, of Earth, but now only Zia, of Gor, an animal, a property, a slave.
11 629 "Ah, Zia," said Euphrosyne, "it seems you were raped in the street".
"Own me! I beg to be your slave!" It was then that he had knelt beside me and placed the tarsk-bit in my mouth. He then rose up, and, with his foot, scornfully thrust me to the side, and withdrew. I went to my stomach, and, head lifted, looked after him. Then I had struck the furs, angrily, futilely, in frustration, again and again, with my fists. His laughter had rung behind him. How well I knew then that I was no longer Miss Margaret Henderson, of Earth, but now only Zia, of Gor, an animal, a property, a slave. "Ah, Zia," said Euphrosyne, "it seems you were raped in the street". - (Quarry of Gor)