• Home
  • Contact

Results Details

"burning "

Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)

Not only could I feel the iron, but I could hear it, hissing and searing in the precise, beautiful wound it was relentlessly burning in my thigh. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 3, Sentence #412)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
3 412 Not only could I View more quotes about feel">feel the iron, but I could hear it, hissing and searing in the precise, beautiful wound it was relentlessly burning in my thigh.

Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
3 409 The pain then began to register on my consciousness.
3 410 I began screaming.
3 411 I could not believe what was being done to me, or how much it hurt.
3 412 Not only could I feel the iron, but I could hear it, hissing and searing in the precise, beautiful wound it was relentlessly burning in my thigh.
3 413 There was an odor of burning flesh, mine.
3 414 I smelled burning, as of a kind of meat.
3 415 It was my own body being marked.
The pain then began to register on my consciousness. I began screaming. I could not believe what was being done to me, or how much it hurt. Not only could I feel the iron, but I could hear it, hissing and searing in the precise, beautiful wound it was relentlessly burning in my thigh. There was an odor of burning flesh, mine. I smelled burning, as of a kind of meat. It was my own body being marked. - (Slave Girl of Gor)