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Book 8. (1 results) Hunters of Gor (Individual Quote)

How grateful she would have been, the loving, high-born beauty, in my arms, when I had brought her glorious and safe from shameful bondage, her former captors now stripped and at our feet in the chains of slaves. - (Hunters of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #315)
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9 315 How View more quotes about grateful">grateful she would have been, the loving, high-born beauty, in my arms, when I had brought her glorious and safe from shameful bondage, her former captors now stripped and at our feet in the chains of slaves.

Book 8. (7 results) Hunters of Gor (Context Quote)

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9 312 I was helpless.
9 313 I laughed bitterly.
9 314 How brave and noble I had been to enter the forests, to rescue the beautiful Talena, daughter of Marlenus of Ar.
9 315 How grateful she would have been, the loving, high-born beauty, in my arms, when I had brought her glorious and safe from shameful bondage, her former captors now stripped and at our feet in the chains of slaves.
9 316 Perhaps, if it had pleased me, I would have given her Verna, as her personal serving slave, a souvenir of her ordeal in the forest and the glorious triumph which culminated that ordeal.
9 317 How beautiful she would have looked as we had, arms interlocked, drunk the wines of a renewed, repledged companionship.
9 318 How splendid she would have looked at my side, my beautiful consort in Port Kar.
I was helpless. I laughed bitterly. How brave and noble I had been to enter the forests, to rescue the beautiful Talena, daughter of Marlenus of Ar. How grateful she would have been, the loving, high-born beauty, in my arms, when I had brought her glorious and safe from shameful bondage, her former captors now stripped and at our feet in the chains of slaves. Perhaps, if it had pleased me, I would have given her Verna, as her personal serving slave, a souvenir of her ordeal in the forest and the glorious triumph which culminated that ordeal. How beautiful she would have looked as we had, arms interlocked, drunk the wines of a renewed, repledged companionship. How splendid she would have looked at my side, my beautiful consort in Port Kar. - (Hunters of Gor)