Book 31. (1 results) Conspirators of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 18 | 812 | View more quotes about again">Again I had failed to please him, a free man. |
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Book 31. (7 results) Conspirators of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 18 | 809 | I threw myself to my belly before him, and reached with my closely linked hands, to seize his ankle, that I might hold it, and press my lips to his feet, kissing them, again and again. |
| 18 | 810 | Do men not enjoy having women so before them, as helpless, prostrated slaves? But he seized the linkage between the bracelets and pulled me to my knees, and then to my feet, and then snapped the wagon chain on my bracelets. |
| 18 | 811 | I whimpered, pleadingly, but he had turned away. |
| 18 | 812 | Again I had failed to please him, a free man. |
| 18 | 813 | * * * * I looked up, at the stone channel of the aqueduct, some hundred feet over my head. |
| 18 | 814 | Such structures are majestic, the products of, to me, almost incomprehensible feats of engineering, and I had wanted to express my wonder and awe at them, their size and massiveness, their efficiency, their beauty, the loveliness of the sky and mountains behind them, but I was not permitted to speak. |
| 18 | 815 | How helpless and alone, how miserable, one soon is, if placed in the modality of the mute slave! He in whose care I was, and the others, the free persons, ignored me. |
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I threw myself to my belly before him, and reached with my closely linked hands, to seize his ankle, that I might hold it, and press my lips to his feet, kissing them, again and again.
Do men not enjoy having women so before them, as helpless, prostrated slaves? But he seized the linkage between the bracelets and pulled me to my knees, and then to my feet, and then snapped the wagon chain on my bracelets.
I whimpered, pleadingly, but he had turned away.
Again I had failed to please him, a free man.
* * * * I looked up, at the stone channel of the aqueduct, some hundred feet over my head.
Such structures are majestic, the products of, to me, almost incomprehensible feats of engineering, and I had wanted to express my wonder and awe at them, their size and massiveness, their efficiency, their beauty, the loveliness of the sky and mountains behind them, but I was not permitted to speak.
How helpless and alone, how miserable, one soon is, if placed in the modality of the mute slave! He in whose care I was, and the others, the free persons, ignored me.
- (Conspirators of Gor)