Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 15 | 633 | He View more quotes about lifted">lifted her in his arms and carried her to the height of the dais, where he put her down, gently, on her knees, to the left of the curule chair, as one might look out from it, to the right of the curule chair, as one would face it. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 15 | 630 | Her eyes stung afresh with tears. |
| 15 | 631 | But she knew how she must be before a man, and wanted to be before a man. |
| 15 | 632 | She was slave. |
| 15 | 633 | He lifted her in his arms and carried her to the height of the dais, where he put her down, gently, on her knees, to the left of the curule chair, as one might look out from it, to the right of the curule chair, as one would face it. |
| 15 | 634 | One may recall that on the small table to his right there reposed a decanter of colored glass with its small, matching glass. |
| 15 | 635 | He took the stopper from the decanter, and poured a tiny bit of its contained liquid into the glass. |
| 15 | 636 | "You may speak," he said. |
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Her eyes stung afresh with tears.
But she knew how she must be before a man, and wanted to be before a man.
She was slave.
He lifted her in his arms and carried her to the height of the dais, where he put her down, gently, on her knees, to the left of the curule chair, as one might look out from it, to the right of the curule chair, as one would face it.
One may recall that on the small table to his right there reposed a decanter of colored glass with its small, matching glass.
He took the stopper from the decanter, and poured a tiny bit of its contained liquid into the glass.
"You may speak," he said.
- (Prize of Gor)