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

"I hate him!" she thought. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 25, Sentence #221)
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25 221 "I hate him!" she View more quotes about thought">thought.

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

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25 218 She recalled how he had looked upon her, when she had knelt in the silken enclosure, when she had lifted her wrists, and had had them tied, and had then been drawn by them, tethered, to her feet, to be led to the sales area.
25 219 "He looked upon me as an animal," she thought.
25 220 "In his eyes I was no more than a tethered beast!" Then she recalled, angrily, that that was all she was, in truth, a beast, an animal, a domestic animal, a small, sleek, exquisite, curvaceous domestic animal, who might be bought and sold.
25 221 "I hate him!" she thought.
25 222 "I hate him!" Ellen was furious.
25 223 "He might have been looking upon any slave," she thought.
25 224 "How pathetic and miserable to be a slave! How glorious it would be to be free, so that I might tantalize and taunt him, that I might make him suffer, that I might make him miserable, that I might punish and torment him, if only with the glimpse of an ankle, with all the cleverness and all the power, and all the impunity, of the secure, protected free woman! But I am a slave! Such things are denied me! I cannot behave in such ways.
She recalled how he had looked upon her, when she had knelt in the silken enclosure, when she had lifted her wrists, and had had them tied, and had then been drawn by them, tethered, to her feet, to be led to the sales area. "He looked upon me as an animal," she thought. "In his eyes I was no more than a tethered beast!" Then she recalled, angrily, that that was all she was, in truth, a beast, an animal, a domestic animal, a small, sleek, exquisite, curvaceous domestic animal, who might be bought and sold. "I hate him!" she thought. "I hate him!" Ellen was furious. "He might have been looking upon any slave," she thought. "How pathetic and miserable to be a slave! How glorious it would be to be free, so that I might tantalize and taunt him, that I might make him suffer, that I might make him miserable, that I might punish and torment him, if only with the glimpse of an ankle, with all the cleverness and all the power, and all the impunity, of the secure, protected free woman! But I am a slave! Such things are denied me! I cannot behave in such ways. - (Prize of Gor)