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

And we must strive to please! We were now such that men would have their will of us. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 18, Sentence #84)
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18 84 And we View more quotes about must">must strive to please! We were now such that men would have their will of us.

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

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18 81 They were young, they were beautiful, they were desirable.
18 82 And they were now, as I, on Gor.
18 83 How different were things now, from my former world! How far were we all, now, from the banalities, the boredoms, the competitions, and trivialities of the sorority! How meaningless we had been, how worthless! We now had worth, some value, at least what coin we might bring.
18 84 And we must strive to please! We were now such that men would have their will of us.
18 85 We were slaves.
18 86 And had I seen something in Eve's eyes, before she thrust down her head, frightened, before Lykos, and had I not noted a momentary start in the eyes of Jane, before hurrying to look away from the gaze of Astrinax? How can a kneeling slave, looking up, not wonder if he who looks down upon her is not her master? Surely she knows she has a price.
18 87 Perhaps he before whom she kneels will pay it.
They were young, they were beautiful, they were desirable. And they were now, as I, on Gor. How different were things now, from my former world! How far were we all, now, from the banalities, the boredoms, the competitions, and trivialities of the sorority! How meaningless we had been, how worthless! We now had worth, some value, at least what coin we might bring. And we must strive to please! We were now such that men would have their will of us. We were slaves. And had I seen something in Eve's eyes, before she thrust down her head, frightened, before Lykos, and had I not noted a momentary start in the eyes of Jane, before hurrying to look away from the gaze of Astrinax? How can a kneeling slave, looking up, not wonder if he who looks down upon her is not her master? Surely she knows she has a price. Perhaps he before whom she kneels will pay it. - (Conspirators of Gor)