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Book 31. (1 results) Conspirators of Gor (Individual Quote)

One sort of slave, however, is likely to be more visible in a stadium, a certain sort of stadium, a "stadium of blades," a more vulgar, violent milieu, the sort helplessly chained naked to a post, a sack of gold tied about her neck, she and it prizes to be awarded to a successful fighter. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 17, Sentence #28)
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17 28 One View more quotes about sort">sort of slave, however, is likely to be more visible in a stadium, a certain sort of stadium, a "stadium of blades," a more vulgar, violent milieu, the sort helplessly chained naked to a post, a sack of gold tied about her neck, she and it prizes to be awarded to a successful fighter.

Book 31. (7 results) Conspirators of Gor (Context Quote)

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17 25 Venna was far more permissive than Ar, for in Ar slaves, unless discreetly concealed, were not permitted in the stadiums, let alone theaters.
17 26 For example, one would almost never see them at the pageants, the plays, the concerts, the song dramas, the epic readings, the great kaissa matches, and such.
17 27 This was in deference, supposedly, to the feelings of free women, whose sensibilities might be offended by the presence, in their vicinity, of the half-clad, shapely beasts of masters.
17 28 One sort of slave, however, is likely to be more visible in a stadium, a certain sort of stadium, a "stadium of blades," a more vulgar, violent milieu, the sort helplessly chained naked to a post, a sack of gold tied about her neck, she and it prizes to be awarded to a successful fighter.
17 29 "Hurry on, red!" cried another slave, two rows below me.
17 30 She had permission to speak, to cheer for her master's favorite! I felt like pulling her to the ground by her hair, but I would not dare to do so.
17 31 I knew it would be I who would soon be weeping, and pleading for mercy! It would not be another, but I, I knew, who would soon be the cringing, beaten slave.
Venna was far more permissive than Ar, for in Ar slaves, unless discreetly concealed, were not permitted in the stadiums, let alone theaters. For example, one would almost never see them at the pageants, the plays, the concerts, the song dramas, the epic readings, the great kaissa matches, and such. This was in deference, supposedly, to the feelings of free women, whose sensibilities might be offended by the presence, in their vicinity, of the half-clad, shapely beasts of masters. One sort of slave, however, is likely to be more visible in a stadium, a certain sort of stadium, a "stadium of blades," a more vulgar, violent milieu, the sort helplessly chained naked to a post, a sack of gold tied about her neck, she and it prizes to be awarded to a successful fighter. "Hurry on, red!" cried another slave, two rows below me. She had permission to speak, to cheer for her master's favorite! I felt like pulling her to the ground by her hair, but I would not dare to do so. I knew it would be I who would soon be weeping, and pleading for mercy! It would not be another, but I, I knew, who would soon be the cringing, beaten slave. - (Conspirators of Gor)