| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 13 | 685 | I was so helpless. |
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| 13 | 682 | She was not a View more quotes about gorean">Gorean girl. |
| 13 | 683 | She was different, higher, better, a woman of Earth! She was refined, educated, sensitive! She was too special, too delicate, to be beaten! Could he not see that? She was not a common slave! She should not be beaten! Could he not see that? But I felt the leather of the saddle beneath my arched back, the binding fiber on my wrists and ankles, that fastened me to the saddle rings. |
| 13 | 684 | It was so tight. |
| 13 | 685 | I was so helpless. |
| 13 | 686 | And I was bound shamefully, cast over his saddle as though I might have been a piece of meat. |
| 13 | 687 | How often had I thought of myself as I had been, and not as I now was! Here I wore a brand, here I was only a slave. |
| 13 | 688 | He was a Gorean male. |