Book 30. (1 results) Mariners of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 24 | 118 | View more quotes about might">Might it not be nice to caress her, until her body reddened and throbbed and her hips and haunches shook and she begged to serve my pleasure? I thought of her squirming, begging, in my arms, helpless in the spasmodic, uncontrollable throes of a slave. |
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Book 30. (7 results) Mariners of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 24 | 115 | She had been the lofty Lady Flavia of Ar, confidante of the Ubara herself. |
| 24 | 116 | Now, no more than five yards from me, now almost indistinguishable amongst other goods, she was no more than a tunicked, barefoot, wrist-shackled slave at the World's End. |
| 24 | 117 | This pleased me. |
| 24 | 118 | Might it not be nice to caress her, until her body reddened and throbbed and her hips and haunches shook and she begged to serve my pleasure? I thought of her squirming, begging, in my arms, helpless in the spasmodic, uncontrollable throes of a slave. |
| 24 | 119 | It might be pleasant. |
| 24 | 120 | Then I recalled that I had no interest in her, unless it be to return her to Ar. |
| 24 | 121 | Still, there is more to life than gold, a girl, say, a slave at one's feet, in chains. |
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She had been the lofty Lady Flavia of Ar, confidante of the Ubara herself.
Now, no more than five yards from me, now almost indistinguishable amongst other goods, she was no more than a tunicked, barefoot, wrist-shackled slave at the World's End.
This pleased me.
Might it not be nice to caress her, until her body reddened and throbbed and her hips and haunches shook and she begged to serve my pleasure? I thought of her squirming, begging, in my arms, helpless in the spasmodic, uncontrollable throes of a slave.
It might be pleasant.
Then I recalled that I had no interest in her, unless it be to return her to Ar.
Still, there is more to life than gold, a girl, say, a slave at one's feet, in chains.
- (Mariners of Gor)