Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 30 | 180 | Then she View more quotes about looked">looked at me and laughed merrily. |
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Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 30 | 177 | For some reason Vika's attentions to Sarm irritated me and undoubtedly I failed to conceal this sufficiently because Sarm often required this task of her in my presence and, I noted with fury, she seemed invariably delighted to comply with his request. |
| 30 | 178 | Once I called angrily to her. |
| 30 | 179 | "Pet Mul!" "Silence, Slave," she responded haughtily. |
| 30 | 180 | Then she looked at me and laughed merrily. |
| 30 | 181 | "For that," she said, "you will go hungry tonight!" I remembered, smiling to myself, how when I was master I had once, to discipline her, refused her food one night. |
| 30 | 182 | Now it was I who would go hungry, but I told myself, it was worth it. |
| 30 | 183 | Let her think over that, I said to myself, think over that—Vika of Treve—Pet Mul! I found myself wanting to take her body in my arms and shatter it to my breast, forcing back her head, taking her lips in the kiss of a master as though I once more owned her. |
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For some reason Vika's attentions to Sarm irritated me and undoubtedly I failed to conceal this sufficiently because Sarm often required this task of her in my presence and, I noted with fury, she seemed invariably delighted to comply with his request.
Once I called angrily to her.
"Pet Mul!" "Silence, Slave," she responded haughtily.
Then she looked at me and laughed merrily.
"For that," she said, "you will go hungry tonight!" I remembered, smiling to myself, how when I was master I had once, to discipline her, refused her food one night.
Now it was I who would go hungry, but I told myself, it was worth it.
Let her think over that, I said to myself, think over that—Vika of Treve—Pet Mul! I found myself wanting to take her body in my arms and shatter it to my breast, forcing back her head, taking her lips in the kiss of a master as though I once more owned her.
- (Priest-Kings of Gor)