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

He knew the sort of girl I was, delicate and sensitive, slight and beautiful, from Earth, and then he had, to his amusement, put me to harsh, weighty slavery in a peasant village, giving me to Thurnus. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #659)
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9 659 He View more quotes about knew">knew the sort of girl I was, delicate and sensitive, slight and beautiful, from Earth, and then he had, to his amusement, put me to harsh, weighty slavery in a peasant village, giving me to Thurnus.

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

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9 656 It was only that I was weak, that I was not a good peasant's girl.
9 657 Sometimes in the fields I hated Clitus Vitellius.
9 658 It was he who had left me in a peasant village! He had made me love him, conquering me to the last cell of my body, and had then, laughing, given me to a peasant.
9 659 He knew the sort of girl I was, delicate and sensitive, slight and beautiful, from Earth, and then he had, to his amusement, put me to harsh, weighty slavery in a peasant village, giving me to Thurnus.
9 660 I struck down at the suls.
9 661 How I hated Clitus Vitellius! I looked up again.
9 662 The cart of Tup Ladletender, the itinerant peddler, was now much farther down the road, on the dirt road leading to the great road, formed of blocks of stone, leading to Ar.
It was only that I was weak, that I was not a good peasant's girl. Sometimes in the fields I hated Clitus Vitellius. It was he who had left me in a peasant village! He had made me love him, conquering me to the last cell of my body, and had then, laughing, given me to a peasant. He knew the sort of girl I was, delicate and sensitive, slight and beautiful, from Earth, and then he had, to his amusement, put me to harsh, weighty slavery in a peasant village, giving me to Thurnus. I struck down at the suls. How I hated Clitus Vitellius! I looked up again. The cart of Tup Ladletender, the itinerant peddler, was now much farther down the road, on the dirt road leading to the great road, formed of blocks of stone, leading to Ar. - (Slave Girl of Gor)