Book 22. (1 results) Dancer of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 34 | 456 | How pathetic and weak I was! View more quotes about must">Must he not despise me for my needs? I could no longer control my passions. |
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Book 22. (7 results) Dancer of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 34 | 453 | Surely he knew that the obeisance of kissing and licking the master's feet, even cleaning them with the soft, moist slave tongue, was arousing to a slave? Surely he knew that. |
| 34 | 454 | Doubtless that was why he had ordered me to his feet. |
| 34 | 455 | Doubtless he was now amused by the agitation and discomfort of a slave, at the keenness, the intensity, of her arousal. |
| 34 | 456 | How pathetic and weak I was! Must he not despise me for my needs? I could no longer control my passions. |
| 34 | 457 | I wore a Gorean slave collar! I was no more than a vendible beast at his feet, in whose belly slave fires had been kindled. |
| 34 | 458 | I was not a free woman! How could he care for one who was now no more than a helpless, uncontrollably impassioned animal? But do men not want us such, so much theirs? How far away was the library! He looked at me. |
| 34 | 459 | He, a Gorean male, well knew my need, and torment. |
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Surely he knew that the obeisance of kissing and licking the master's feet, even cleaning them with the soft, moist slave tongue, was arousing to a slave? Surely he knew that.
Doubtless that was why he had ordered me to his feet.
Doubtless he was now amused by the agitation and discomfort of a slave, at the keenness, the intensity, of her arousal.
How pathetic and weak I was! Must he not despise me for my needs? I could no longer control my passions.
I wore a Gorean slave collar! I was no more than a vendible beast at his feet, in whose belly slave fires had been kindled.
I was not a free woman! How could he care for one who was now no more than a helpless, uncontrollably impassioned animal? But do men not want us such, so much theirs? How far away was the library! He looked at me.
He, a Gorean male, well knew my need, and torment.
- (Dancer of Gor)