Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 8 | 301 | There were many fields, too, about the View more quotes about village">village. |
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Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 8 | 298 | And what could one hope for? Perhaps at best to be slept at night in a hut, shackled, hand and foot, on a coarse mat? Surely I did not belong in a peasant village! I was not that sort of slave! Surely I was more the sort who should be an urban slave, lovely in a silken tunic, attracting the attention of strangers in the streets, one perhaps even permitted sandals. |
| 8 | 299 | Might I not bring a high price in a market? Too, I had little doubt that if I were so foolish as to attempt escape a second time I would be maimed, if not worse. |
| 8 | 300 | No girl could expect a master to be patience with her twice. |
| 8 | 301 | There were many fields, too, about the village. |
| 8 | 302 | They would have to be tended. |
| 8 | 303 | The days would be long, and the work hard. |
| 8 | 304 | How could they expect me to work like the larger, stronger girls? Would I not be overcome with heat and exhaustion in the fields? And would I then be lashed, or worse, for malingering? I continued toward the hut of Thurnus, my master, on my hands and knees. |
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And what could one hope for? Perhaps at best to be slept at night in a hut, shackled, hand and foot, on a coarse mat? Surely I did not belong in a peasant village! I was not that sort of slave! Surely I was more the sort who should be an urban slave, lovely in a silken tunic, attracting the attention of strangers in the streets, one perhaps even permitted sandals.
Might I not bring a high price in a market? Too, I had little doubt that if I were so foolish as to attempt escape a second time I would be maimed, if not worse.
No girl could expect a master to be patience with her twice.
There were many fields, too, about the village.
They would have to be tended.
The days would be long, and the work hard.
How could they expect me to work like the larger, stronger girls? Would I not be overcome with heat and exhaustion in the fields? And would I then be lashed, or worse, for malingering? I continued toward the hut of Thurnus, my master, on my hands and knees.
- (Slave Girl of Gor)