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

"Yes," he said, "you, with your intelligence, your beauty, your vulnerability, your sensuousness, your glances and movements, your bondage skills, your insidious slave wiles, the perfections of your servitude, made it impossible not to desire you, not to lust for you, inordinately, not to want you, not to demand you, to the point of madness, for my very own!" I was silent, bound before him. - (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 36, Sentence #470)
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36 470 "Yes," he said, "you, with your intelligence, your View more quotes about beauty">beauty, your vulnerability, your sensuousness, your glances and movements, your bondage skills, your insidious slave wiles, the perfections of your servitude, made it impossible not to desire you, not to lust for you, inordinately, not to want you, not to demand you, to the point of madness, for my very own!" I was silent, bound before him.

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

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36 467 I was silent.
36 468 "You did it to me," he said.
36 469 "I?" I asked.
36 470 "Yes," he said, "you, with your intelligence, your beauty, your vulnerability, your sensuousness, your glances and movements, your bondage skills, your insidious slave wiles, the perfections of your servitude, made it impossible not to desire you, not to lust for you, inordinately, not to want you, not to demand you, to the point of madness, for my very own!" I was silent, bound before him.
36 471 There was some truth, of course, or at least I thought so, to these charges.
36 472 At least I hoped there was.
36 473 I had tried, with all the skills I had been taught, and with all the devices, and instincts, of the natural slave, which I was, to attract and lure him.
I was silent. "You did it to me," he said. "I?" I asked. "Yes," he said, "you, with your intelligence, your beauty, your vulnerability, your sensuousness, your glances and movements, your bondage skills, your insidious slave wiles, the perfections of your servitude, made it impossible not to desire you, not to lust for you, inordinately, not to want you, not to demand you, to the point of madness, for my very own!" I was silent, bound before him. There was some truth, of course, or at least I thought so, to these charges. At least I hoped there was. I had tried, with all the skills I had been taught, and with all the devices, and instincts, of the natural slave, which I was, to attract and lure him. - (Kajira of Gor)