Book 35. (1 results) Quarry of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 46 | 525 | How View more quotes about clever">clever and successful I had been. |
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Book 35. (7 results) Quarry of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 46 | 522 | How he had scorned me for the mercenary use of my body, implicitly bartering its promises for favors and acquisitions, hinting at much, reaping gains, and bestowing nothing, a body which was now no longer my own, but the possession of another. |
| 46 | 523 | No longer could women such as I, brought to Gor, sell our bodies for personal gain; rather, now, it is we who are sold, for the gain of others, our masters. |
| 46 | 524 | How stupid were the men of Earth, how easily deluded and outwitted. |
| 46 | 525 | How clever and successful I had been. |
| 46 | 526 | Then I had found myself in a collar, on Gor, at the feet of men such as I had not known could exist. |
| 46 | 527 | How he had smiled! Did he truly hate me so? Was it not enough for him that I was now rightless and helpless, a branded, collared slave? Was this not vengeance enough for him? Did he not know that I helplessly and hopelessly loved him, that I longed for his chains? Did he not know that it was he before whom I wished to kneel, placing my lips upon his feet? Did he not know that it was his whip I longed to lick and kiss, that it was he to whose feet I wished to crawl, bringing him his switch, held between my teeth? I did not think I could forget that smile. |
| 46 | 528 | Did it not bespeak his triumph and victory? Did it not remind me, by contrast, of my fathomless reduction and absolute subjugation, of my total meaninglessness, that I was now less than the dust beneath a free man's sandals, that I was now a slave? How he had smiled! He knew I could not dance. |
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How he had scorned me for the mercenary use of my body, implicitly bartering its promises for favors and acquisitions, hinting at much, reaping gains, and bestowing nothing, a body which was now no longer my own, but the possession of another.
No longer could women such as I, brought to Gor, sell our bodies for personal gain; rather, now, it is we who are sold, for the gain of others, our masters.
How stupid were the men of Earth, how easily deluded and outwitted.
How clever and successful I had been.
Then I had found myself in a collar, on Gor, at the feet of men such as I had not known could exist.
How he had smiled! Did he truly hate me so? Was it not enough for him that I was now rightless and helpless, a branded, collared slave? Was this not vengeance enough for him? Did he not know that I helplessly and hopelessly loved him, that I longed for his chains? Did he not know that it was he before whom I wished to kneel, placing my lips upon his feet? Did he not know that it was his whip I longed to lick and kiss, that it was he to whose feet I wished to crawl, bringing him his switch, held between my teeth? I did not think I could forget that smile.
Did it not bespeak his triumph and victory? Did it not remind me, by contrast, of my fathomless reduction and absolute subjugation, of my total meaninglessness, that I was now less than the dust beneath a free man's sandals, that I was now a slave? How he had smiled! He knew I could not dance.
- (Quarry of Gor)