Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 5 | 135 | The View more quotes about ship">ship of Thorgard was now little more than two hundred yards away. |
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Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 5 | 132 | She dangled there, in pain, her body that of a stripped bondmaid, exquisite, tempting, squirming, a taunt to the blood of the men of Thorgard of Scagnar. |
| 5 | 133 | "That will encourage them to row their best," said Ivar Forkbeard. |
| 5 | 134 | Then the other bondmaids, seventeen of them, were thrust to the rail, and, steadied by the hands of rowers, stood upon it, wrists fettered behind them, in coffle. |
| 5 | 135 | The ship of Thorgard was now little more than two hundred yards away. |
| 5 | 136 | I could detect its captain, doubtless the great Thorgard himself, on its stern deck, above the helmsman, with a glass of the builders. |
| 5 | 137 | What marvelous beauties he saw, seventeen naked prizes, fettered and coffled, that might be his, could he but take them, and, dangling from the mast, perhaps the most exquisite of all, the slender, blond girl, perhaps herself worth five bondmaids of the more common sort. |
| 5 | 138 | Aelgifu, too, of course, might be seen, chained to the mast, her wrists fettered before her. |
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She dangled there, in pain, her body that of a stripped bondmaid, exquisite, tempting, squirming, a taunt to the blood of the men of Thorgard of Scagnar.
"That will encourage them to row their best," said Ivar Forkbeard.
Then the other bondmaids, seventeen of them, were thrust to the rail, and, steadied by the hands of rowers, stood upon it, wrists fettered behind them, in coffle.
The ship of Thorgard was now little more than two hundred yards away.
I could detect its captain, doubtless the great Thorgard himself, on its stern deck, above the helmsman, with a glass of the builders.
What marvelous beauties he saw, seventeen naked prizes, fettered and coffled, that might be his, could he but take them, and, dangling from the mast, perhaps the most exquisite of all, the slender, blond girl, perhaps herself worth five bondmaids of the more common sort.
Aelgifu, too, of course, might be seen, chained to the mast, her wrists fettered before her.
- (Marauders of Gor)