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

We muchly yearn for, and covet, and hunger for, and desperately need, and are excruciatingly miserable without, the touches and caresses, the attentions, of masters. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 27, Sentence #321)
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27 321 We View more quotes about muchly">muchly yearn for, and covet, and hunger for, and desperately need, and are excruciatingly miserable without, the touches and caresses, the attentions, of masters.

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

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27 318 When Clitus Vitellius had come to the compartments of the former Lady Elicia of Six Towers to fetch a slave she, bound hand and foot, had been in white.
27 319 The accents of red on my tunic, of course, the buttons and sash, made it clear that I was not a "white-silk girl".
27 320 Too, I think that no Gorean male who laid eyes upon me would have taken me for such a girl.
27 321 We muchly yearn for, and covet, and hunger for, and desperately need, and are excruciatingly miserable without, the touches and caresses, the attentions, of masters.
27 322 The "slave fires," as it is said, have been lit in our bellies.
27 323 These put us beggingly at the mercy of the brutes, our masters.
27 324 Accordingly, our body language, our glances, the tones of our voice, make it evident, at least to a Gorean, one aware of such things, of our desires, and needs.
When Clitus Vitellius had come to the compartments of the former Lady Elicia of Six Towers to fetch a slave she, bound hand and foot, had been in white. The accents of red on my tunic, of course, the buttons and sash, made it clear that I was not a "white-silk girl". Too, I think that no Gorean male who laid eyes upon me would have taken me for such a girl. We muchly yearn for, and covet, and hunger for, and desperately need, and are excruciatingly miserable without, the touches and caresses, the attentions, of masters. The "slave fires," as it is said, have been lit in our bellies. These put us beggingly at the mercy of the brutes, our masters. Accordingly, our body language, our glances, the tones of our voice, make it evident, at least to a Gorean, one aware of such things, of our desires, and needs. - (Slave Girl of Gor)