Book 10. (1 results) Tribesmen of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 24 | 478 | She then View more quotes about seemed">seemed to tremble with misery, kneeling before me. |
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Book 10. (7 results) Tribesmen of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 24 | 475 | Do you not think they tremble inside those bulky garments, their precious Robes of Concealment, when a handsome, strong man passes by? Do you not think they ever consider what it would be to kneel naked before him, the boards beneath their knees, feeling the slightest movement of air on their bodies, owned, his slave? Do you not think they envy us the lightness of our garments, and the collars on our necks, and most, our masters? Do they not swiftly fall in line in the slave markets? Do they not bracelet easily and well? Do you think they are not thrilled, displayed on the block? Why do you think they hate us so, if it were not for their envy of our joy, our fulfillments, as women. |
| 24 | 476 | Although we kneel and wear our collars, I think sometimes that we in our bondage are the free, and they, in their pride, and freedom, and in their slippers, and layers of brocade, are the slave". |
| 24 | 477 | "Have you considered the nature of what you are saying?" I asked. |
| 24 | 478 | She then seemed to tremble with misery, kneeling before me. |
| 24 | 479 | How much she had bespoken herself, how much she had revealed! She had said such things before me, confessing such things, unburdening her mind and heart, as though I might have been a native Gorean. |
| 24 | 480 | Then, suddenly, clearly, she saw me again as a man of Earth. |
| 24 | 481 | "Respect me!" she begged. |
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Do you not think they tremble inside those bulky garments, their precious Robes of Concealment, when a handsome, strong man passes by? Do you not think they ever consider what it would be to kneel naked before him, the boards beneath their knees, feeling the slightest movement of air on their bodies, owned, his slave? Do you not think they envy us the lightness of our garments, and the collars on our necks, and most, our masters? Do they not swiftly fall in line in the slave markets? Do they not bracelet easily and well? Do you think they are not thrilled, displayed on the block? Why do you think they hate us so, if it were not for their envy of our joy, our fulfillments, as women.
Although we kneel and wear our collars, I think sometimes that we in our bondage are the free, and they, in their pride, and freedom, and in their slippers, and layers of brocade, are the slave".
"Have you considered the nature of what you are saying?" I asked.
She then seemed to tremble with misery, kneeling before me.
How much she had bespoken herself, how much she had revealed! She had said such things before me, confessing such things, unburdening her mind and heart, as though I might have been a native Gorean.
Then, suddenly, clearly, she saw me again as a man of Earth.
"Respect me!" she begged.
- (Tribesmen of Gor)