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Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)

Ottar then, with a scrap of binding fiber, crossed and rudely bound, before her body, the wrists of the daughter of Thorgard of Scagnar; he then, reaching up, fastened her wrists to the heavy iron ring over her head. - (Marauders of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #113)
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9 113 Ottar then, with a scrap of View more quotes about binding">binding fiber, crossed and rudely bound, before her body, the wrists of the daughter of Thorgard of Scagnar; he then, reaching up, fastened her wrists to the heavy iron ring over her head.

Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)

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9 110 He got up from his knees, where he had been feeling the firmness of her left calf and ankle.
9 111 Then he said to the bondmaids, "Take her to the whipping post".
9 112 The bondmaids, laughing, dragged Hilda to the post, stout, of peeled wood, which stood outside the hall.
9 113 Ottar then, with a scrap of binding fiber, crossed and rudely bound, before her body, the wrists of the daughter of Thorgard of Scagnar; he then, reaching up, fastened her wrists to the heavy iron ring over her head.
9 114 Her breasts were against the post; she could not place her heels on the ground.
9 115 "How dare you place me in this position, Ivar Forkbeard!" she demanded.
9 116 "I am a free woman!" "Bring the five-strap slave slash," said Ivar Forkbeard to Gunnhild.
He got up from his knees, where he had been feeling the firmness of her left calf and ankle. Then he said to the bondmaids, "Take her to the whipping post". The bondmaids, laughing, dragged Hilda to the post, stout, of peeled wood, which stood outside the hall. Ottar then, with a scrap of binding fiber, crossed and rudely bound, before her body, the wrists of the daughter of Thorgard of Scagnar; he then, reaching up, fastened her wrists to the heavy iron ring over her head. Her breasts were against the post; she could not place her heels on the ground. "How dare you place me in this position, Ivar Forkbeard!" she demanded. "I am a free woman!" "Bring the five-strap slave slash," said Ivar Forkbeard to Gunnhild. - (Marauders of Gor)