Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 4 | 140 | It was with joy, View more quotes about later">later in the morning, that I felt, thrown against my body by my master, a bit of brown cloth. |
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Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 4 | 137 | Were there to be no secrets between us? Were my defects, my helplessness, and the completeness of my surrender to him, to be broadcast so publicly? In his eyes I read that my questions were out of place. |
| 4 | 138 | In his eyes I read that I was slave. |
| 4 | 139 | I lowered my eyes, and withdrew, the tankard filled, a slave girl. |
| 4 | 140 | It was with joy, later in the morning, that I felt, thrown against my body by my master, a bit of brown cloth. |
| 4 | 141 | It was a sleeveless body scrap, a shred of slave rag. |
| 4 | 142 | It was a few threads, fit for a bond girl. |
| 4 | 143 | Yet I welcomed it as I might have a gown, with gloves and pearls, from Paris. |
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Were there to be no secrets between us? Were my defects, my helplessness, and the completeness of my surrender to him, to be broadcast so publicly? In his eyes I read that my questions were out of place.
In his eyes I read that I was slave.
I lowered my eyes, and withdrew, the tankard filled, a slave girl.
It was with joy, later in the morning, that I felt, thrown against my body by my master, a bit of brown cloth.
It was a sleeveless body scrap, a shred of slave rag.
It was a few threads, fit for a bond girl.
Yet I welcomed it as I might have a gown, with gloves and pearls, from Paris.
- (Slave Girl of Gor)