Book 10. (1 results) Tribesmen of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 26 | 260 | View more quotes about toward">Toward morning he reminded her that she must be whipped three times. |
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Book 10. (7 results) Tribesmen of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 26 | 257 | She ran eagerly to it, tearing the slave silks with which she had been adorned from her body, and knelt upon it, small, her head down, awaiting her master. |
| 26 | 258 | He joined her, discarding his robes. |
| 26 | 259 | Then he seized her by the hair and pulled her head up and flung her on her back to the depth of the luscious silk, and then, with the cruel exploitativeness of the Tahari master, he claimed her—as his own. |
| 26 | 260 | Toward morning he reminded her that she must be whipped three times. |
| 26 | 261 | First, she had called out his name at Red Rock, among the flames, during the raid of Tarna's men; secondly, she had fled from his riders, to return to Red Rock, to seek him out, when she had been captured; third, she had, that very evening, upon discovering who might be her master, cried out his name, "Hassan! Hassan!" "Whip me, Master," she said, lying in his arms. |
| 26 | 262 | "I love you". |
| 26 | 263 | "Am I forgiven, Tarl?" Vella had begged. |
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She ran eagerly to it, tearing the slave silks with which she had been adorned from her body, and knelt upon it, small, her head down, awaiting her master.
He joined her, discarding his robes.
Then he seized her by the hair and pulled her head up and flung her on her back to the depth of the luscious silk, and then, with the cruel exploitativeness of the Tahari master, he claimed her—as his own.
Toward morning he reminded her that she must be whipped three times.
First, she had called out his name at Red Rock, among the flames, during the raid of Tarna's men; secondly, she had fled from his riders, to return to Red Rock, to seek him out, when she had been captured; third, she had, that very evening, upon discovering who might be her master, cried out his name, "Hassan! Hassan!" "Whip me, Master," she said, lying in his arms.
"I love you".
"Am I forgiven, Tarl?" Vella had begged.
- (Tribesmen of Gor)