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

Was that why he had never put me to his pleasure? Was that why he was not putting me to his pleasure now? But, if so, who wanted me? As a slave, I knew that anyone who wanted me might have me. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 39, Sentence #77)
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39 77 Was that why he had View more quotes about never">never put me to his pleasure? Was that why he was not putting me to his pleasure now? But, if so, who wanted me? As a slave, I knew that anyone who wanted me might have me.

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

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39 74 Our girls were often thonged and sent to an alcove.
39 75 And surely I, amongst them, had wept for more, and begged for more, many times, in my chains in one or another of the tavern's alcoves.
39 76 I recalled that he had said that another wanted me, but would tell me no more.
39 77 Was that why he had never put me to his pleasure? Was that why he was not putting me to his pleasure now? But, if so, who wanted me? As a slave, I knew that anyone who wanted me might have me.
39 78 I need only be bought.
39 79 But who wanted me? Florian, the beast, would not tell me.
39 80 Did I know him, had I ever seen him before? Was it someone who had merely looked upon me, whom I had never seen? How vulnerable and helpless are slaves! A wadding was thrust in my mouth and held in place by straps, these cinched behind the back of my neck.
Our girls were often thonged and sent to an alcove. And surely I, amongst them, had wept for more, and begged for more, many times, in my chains in one or another of the tavern's alcoves. I recalled that he had said that another wanted me, but would tell me no more. Was that why he had never put me to his pleasure? Was that why he was not putting me to his pleasure now? But, if so, who wanted me? As a slave, I knew that anyone who wanted me might have me. I need only be bought. But who wanted me? Florian, the beast, would not tell me. Did I know him, had I ever seen him before? Was it someone who had merely looked upon me, whom I had never seen? How vulnerable and helpless are slaves! A wadding was thrust in my mouth and held in place by straps, these cinched behind the back of my neck. - (Quarry of Gor)