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

Even now she was, kneeling on his furs, being fettered by the keeper of Ivar Forkbeard's farm. - (Marauders of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #374)
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9 374 Even now she was, View more quotes about kneeling">kneeling on his furs, being fettered by the keeper of Ivar Forkbeard's farm.

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

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9 371 I saw him holding her by the arm and pushing her ahead of him to his furs.
9 372 This night her ankle would be held by his fetter, not that of the Forkbeard.
9 373 The Forkbeard had offered me Pudding, but, generously, thinking to have Thyri, I had, after using her once, given her for the night to Ottar.
9 374 Even now she was, kneeling on his furs, being fettered by the keeper of Ivar Forkbeard's farm.
9 375 You can imagine my irritation when I saw Thyri led past me, her left wrist in the grip of an oarsman.
9 376 She looked over her shoulder at me, agonized.
9 377 I blew her a kiss in the Gorean fashion, kissing and gesturing, my fingers at the right side of my mouth, almost vertical, then, with the kiss, brushing gently toward her.
I saw him holding her by the arm and pushing her ahead of him to his furs. This night her ankle would be held by his fetter, not that of the Forkbeard. The Forkbeard had offered me Pudding, but, generously, thinking to have Thyri, I had, after using her once, given her for the night to Ottar. Even now she was, kneeling on his furs, being fettered by the keeper of Ivar Forkbeard's farm. You can imagine my irritation when I saw Thyri led past me, her left wrist in the grip of an oarsman. She looked over her shoulder at me, agonized. I blew her a kiss in the Gorean fashion, kissing and gesturing, my fingers at the right side of my mouth, almost vertical, then, with the kiss, brushing gently toward her. - (Marauders of Gor)