Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 13 | 292 | "Eighteen tarsks," View more quotes about called">called a man. |
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Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 13 | 289 | I complied. |
| 13 | 290 | Then he began to put me rapidly through the paces of the exhibited female slave; he held me in each position for the sweet instant that well revealed me, tantalizingly, in that attitude or posture, and then barked forth a new command, to a new position or attitude; the sequence of these moves was not an accident; each move followed easily, sometimes by a roll or turn, from the preceding position; shrewd rhythm and flow, calculated and sensual, physically melodious, characterized the performance humiliatingly inflicted upon me; I must submit to the choreography of slave display; I, who had been Judy Thornton, a girl of Earth, was put through Gorean slave paces; then I lay on my belly at his feet, as I had begun; I was trembling; I was covered with sweat; my hair was loose about my head and eyes; I felt the auctioneer's foot upon my body; I put my head to the block. |
| 13 | 291 | "What am I bid?" he called. |
| 13 | 292 | "Eighteen tarsks," called a man. |
| 13 | 293 | "Eighteen," said the auctioneer. |
| 13 | 294 | "Nineteen? Do I hear nineteen?" "Nineteen," called a man. |
| 13 | 295 | My tears stained the block. |
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I complied.
Then he began to put me rapidly through the paces of the exhibited female slave; he held me in each position for the sweet instant that well revealed me, tantalizingly, in that attitude or posture, and then barked forth a new command, to a new position or attitude; the sequence of these moves was not an accident; each move followed easily, sometimes by a roll or turn, from the preceding position; shrewd rhythm and flow, calculated and sensual, physically melodious, characterized the performance humiliatingly inflicted upon me; I must submit to the choreography of slave display; I, who had been Judy Thornton, a girl of Earth, was put through Gorean slave paces; then I lay on my belly at his feet, as I had begun; I was trembling; I was covered with sweat; my hair was loose about my head and eyes; I felt the auctioneer's foot upon my body; I put my head to the block.
"What am I bid?" he called.
"Eighteen tarsks," called a man.
"Eighteen," said the auctioneer.
"Nineteen? Do I hear nineteen?" "Nineteen," called a man.
My tears stained the block.
- (Slave Girl of Gor)