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Book 24. (7 results) Vagabonds of Gor (Context Quote)

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37 338 For some View more quotes about reason">reason, she seemed terrified.
37 339 At that moment Amina cried out in helpless submission.
37 340 It is a beautiful sound, and one not unfamiliar to masters.
37 341 A few moments later Rimice also cried out, wildly and helplessly, her small, well-curved body, with its sensitivities and responsiveness, apparently turned against her by the mercilessness of her use-master, forcing her to endure slave ecstasy, and then, with a joyous sob, she became one with the ecstasy, and a yielding slave.
37 342 I saw that it had been done to them, both, that both had been subjected to slave orgasm by their use-masters.
37 343 How much pleasure had the men derived from them, and only for a tarsk-bit! But how much pleasure, too, had had the slaves! How grateful they are, given the needs enhanced and instilled within them, for the thoughtfulness of a master's touch.
37 344 They now so desperately needed it! How different from the free woman, restless, ignorant and miserable, ensconced within the icy fortress of her pride and egotism! Both were doubtless clinging now to their use-masters, begging them to hold them for a little while longer, to permit them to subside, to give them some moments for their tumults to quiet.
For some reason, she seemed terrified. At that moment Amina cried out in helpless submission. It is a beautiful sound, and one not unfamiliar to masters. A few moments later Rimice also cried out, wildly and helplessly, her small, well-curved body, with its sensitivities and responsiveness, apparently turned against her by the mercilessness of her use-master, forcing her to endure slave ecstasy, and then, with a joyous sob, she became one with the ecstasy, and a yielding slave. I saw that it had been done to them, both, that both had been subjected to slave orgasm by their use-masters. How much pleasure had the men derived from them, and only for a tarsk-bit! But how much pleasure, too, had had the slaves! How grateful they are, given the needs enhanced and instilled within them, for the thoughtfulness of a master's touch. They now so desperately needed it! How different from the free woman, restless, ignorant and miserable, ensconced within the icy fortress of her pride and egotism! Both were doubtless clinging now to their use-masters, begging them to hold them for a little while longer, to permit them to subside, to give them some moments for their tumults to quiet. - (Vagabonds of Gor)