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

Her fears, in the light of these considerations, were understandable. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 5, Sentence #823)
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5 823 Her fears, in the View more quotes about light">light of these considerations, were understandable.

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

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5 820 She did not yet know the nature of the relationships in which she was now helplessly implicated, relationships which could be every bit as perilous and significant as the physical bond of steel on her wrist.
5 821 Was I first girl? Was I over her? Did I have switch rights upon her body, as Eta had upon mine? Would I be cruel to her? Would I make her suffer? Would she have to please the masters incredibly, and constantly attend them, that they might perhaps be moved to shield her to some tiny extent from my vengeance? Too, she was coffled before me, and this put her much at my mercy.
5 822 Chained as she was I might, if I chose, make the march a misery of unexpected blows and torments for her.
5 823 Her fears, in the light of these considerations, were understandable.
5 824 "I forgive you," I told her.
5 825 Immediately the girl straightened herself insolently, and dismissed me from her awareness.
5 826 She had, she assumed then, nothing to fear from me, and I might be contemptuously ignored.
She did not yet know the nature of the relationships in which she was now helplessly implicated, relationships which could be every bit as perilous and significant as the physical bond of steel on her wrist. Was I first girl? Was I over her? Did I have switch rights upon her body, as Eta had upon mine? Would I be cruel to her? Would I make her suffer? Would she have to please the masters incredibly, and constantly attend them, that they might perhaps be moved to shield her to some tiny extent from my vengeance? Too, she was coffled before me, and this put her much at my mercy. Chained as she was I might, if I chose, make the march a misery of unexpected blows and torments for her. Her fears, in the light of these considerations, were understandable. "I forgive you," I told her. Immediately the girl straightened herself insolently, and dismissed me from her awareness. She had, she assumed then, nothing to fear from me, and I might be contemptuously ignored. - (Slave Girl of Gor)