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Book 19. (1 results) Kajira of Gor (Individual Quote)

In a moment it was moving swiftly about the room its nose to the floor, and then, suddenly, taking the scent, lunged murderously, claws slipping on the tiles, toward Sheila. - (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 33, Sentence #700)
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33 700 In a View more quotes about moment">moment it was moving swiftly about the room its nose to the floor, and then, suddenly, taking the scent, lunged murderously, claws slipping on the tiles, toward Sheila.

Book 19. (7 results) Kajira of Gor (Context Quote)

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33 697 The soldier behind her looked to Hassan, who nodded.
33 698 He then cuffed her to her side from behind with the back of his hand, and then ordered her again to her knees, to which position she struggled in her chains.
33 699 Menicius, meanwhile, had thrown the garments, in a silken, fluttering wad, to one of the sleen masters who thrust them beneath the snout of the beast.
33 700 In a moment it was moving swiftly about the room its nose to the floor, and then, suddenly, taking the scent, lunged murderously, claws slipping on the tiles, toward Sheila.
33 701 Inches from her body, the chain on its collar jerked taut, it was held back.
33 702 She screamed but could not withdraw, held mercilessly, immobilely, on her knees, in place, by the soldier behind her.
33 703 "The identification is made," said Claudius, and, with a wave of his hand, signaled the sleen keeper to divert and pacify his beast.
The soldier behind her looked to Hassan, who nodded. He then cuffed her to her side from behind with the back of his hand, and then ordered her again to her knees, to which position she struggled in her chains. Menicius, meanwhile, had thrown the garments, in a silken, fluttering wad, to one of the sleen masters who thrust them beneath the snout of the beast. In a moment it was moving swiftly about the room its nose to the floor, and then, suddenly, taking the scent, lunged murderously, claws slipping on the tiles, toward Sheila. Inches from her body, the chain on its collar jerked taut, it was held back. She screamed but could not withdraw, held mercilessly, immobilely, on her knees, in place, by the soldier behind her. "The identification is made," said Claudius, and, with a wave of his hand, signaled the sleen keeper to divert and pacify his beast. - (Kajira of Gor)