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

She cringed, thinking of most of the Gorean men she had met, how fearful she was of them, how uncompromisingly and perfectly she would be owned by them. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 16, Sentence #342)
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16 342 She cringed, thinking of most of the View more quotes about gorean">Gorean men she had met, how fearful she was of them, how uncompromisingly and perfectly she would be owned by them.

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

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16 339 "Forgive me, Master," she said.
16 340 "Not all men are as forgiving, as understanding, as patient, as long-suffering, as kind, as Targo the Benevolent," he said.
16 341 "No, Master," she said.
16 342 She cringed, thinking of most of the Gorean men she had met, how fearful she was of them, how uncompromisingly and perfectly she would be owned by them.
16 343 They seemed to be born masters of women.
16 344 "Are you red silk?" he asked.
16 345 She looked down at her bared body, in consternation, startled, caught off guard, suddenly distraught, suddenly seeming to understand almost nothing.
"Forgive me, Master," she said. "Not all men are as forgiving, as understanding, as patient, as long-suffering, as kind, as Targo the Benevolent," he said. "No, Master," she said. She cringed, thinking of most of the Gorean men she had met, how fearful she was of them, how uncompromisingly and perfectly she would be owned by them. They seemed to be born masters of women. "Are you red silk?" he asked. She looked down at her bared body, in consternation, startled, caught off guard, suddenly distraught, suddenly seeming to understand almost nothing. - (Prize of Gor)