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Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)

The slave's body, for example, does not belong to her. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 12, Sentence #396)
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12 396 The View more quotes about slave">slave's body, for example, does not belong to her.

Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)

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12 393 She was slave.
12 394 In her training she had learned that slaves could be handled casually, and with assurance, and roughly, and brutally.
12 395 They could be turned from side to side, flung to their belly, thrown to a wall, forced to assume any number of positions, sometimes their bodies being seized and literally placed, limb by limb, in the desired position, handled with an imperious handling, sometimes conjoined with a sharp word of instruction or admonishment.
12 396 The slave's body, for example, does not belong to her.
12 397 It, like the entirety of her, belongs to the master.
12 398 She then felt her body, her hair in his grip, his left hand on her left knee, bent backward, until she was helpless before him; the "slave bow," as the expression is, of her vulnerable, owned beauty thusly exhibited for his attention, or assessment.
12 399 "Yes," he said, rather more to himself than to her, or another, "you are pretty".
She was slave. In her training she had learned that slaves could be handled casually, and with assurance, and roughly, and brutally. They could be turned from side to side, flung to their belly, thrown to a wall, forced to assume any number of positions, sometimes their bodies being seized and literally placed, limb by limb, in the desired position, handled with an imperious handling, sometimes conjoined with a sharp word of instruction or admonishment. The slave's body, for example, does not belong to her. It, like the entirety of her, belongs to the master. She then felt her body, her hair in his grip, his left hand on her left knee, bent backward, until she was helpless before him; the "slave bow," as the expression is, of her vulnerable, owned beauty thusly exhibited for his attention, or assessment. "Yes," he said, rather more to himself than to her, or another, "you are pretty". - (Prize of Gor)