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Book 13. (1 results) Explorers of Gor (Individual Quote)

The priest, from a golden dish, lifted up a knife. - (Explorers of Gor, Chapter 32, Sentence #608)
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Book 13. (7 results) Explorers of Gor (Context Quote)

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32 605 By the thongs my legs were drawn apart even more.
32 606 I was then, as I wept and begged for mercy, fastened in that cruel position.
32 607 The ceremony began.
32 608 The priest, from a golden dish, lifted up a knife.
32 609 It was long and translucent, eighteen inches in length, of slender, bluish stone.
32 610 I twisted on the altar, under the torches.
32 611 All about me were the robes and feathers, the savage red faces; the thongs bit deeply into the flesh of my wrists and ankles; the singing, the drums, began to intensify in crescendo; they became deafening; the priest lifted the knife.
By the thongs my legs were drawn apart even more. I was then, as I wept and begged for mercy, fastened in that cruel position. The ceremony began. The priest, from a golden dish, lifted up a knife. It was long and translucent, eighteen inches in length, of slender, bluish stone. I twisted on the altar, under the torches. All about me were the robes and feathers, the savage red faces; the thongs bit deeply into the flesh of my wrists and ankles; the singing, the drums, began to intensify in crescendo; they became deafening; the priest lifted the knife. - (Explorers of Gor)