Book 31. (1 results) Conspirators of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 20 | 43 | How innocently and hopefully we crawl to the View more quotes about feet">feet of our masters! The well-owned slave is the most content, and happiest, of women, the most sexual, and utterly female of women. |
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Book 31. (7 results) Conspirators of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 20 | 40 | The woman longs to belong, and in bondage she finds herself a belonging, a rightless belonging. |
| 20 | 41 | It is hard to wear a man's collar and chains, his thongs and bracelets, and not be his, helplessly so, and in so many ways. |
| 20 | 42 | It is hard to sustain the despotic depredations lengthily imposed on her, the exploitations which she must frequently and helplessly endure, without crying herself subdued, conquered, and submitted, as she longs to be, and begging for yet more, another intimacy, another caress, another ecstasy. |
| 20 | 43 | How innocently and hopefully we crawl to the feet of our masters! The well-owned slave is the most content, and happiest, of women, the most sexual, and utterly female of women. |
| 20 | 44 | How tragic then that so frequently she dares not confess her love for her master, but must conceal it, to her misery, in the depths of her heart. |
| 20 | 45 | We long for our love master; might he not then, in some sense, long for his love slave? To be sure, he must not then be weak with us! Let him treat us as more of a slave than ever. |
| 20 | 46 | It is what we want to be, his slave, for we are females. |
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The woman longs to belong, and in bondage she finds herself a belonging, a rightless belonging.
It is hard to wear a man's collar and chains, his thongs and bracelets, and not be his, helplessly so, and in so many ways.
It is hard to sustain the despotic depredations lengthily imposed on her, the exploitations which she must frequently and helplessly endure, without crying herself subdued, conquered, and submitted, as she longs to be, and begging for yet more, another intimacy, another caress, another ecstasy.
How innocently and hopefully we crawl to the feet of our masters! The well-owned slave is the most content, and happiest, of women, the most sexual, and utterly female of women.
How tragic then that so frequently she dares not confess her love for her master, but must conceal it, to her misery, in the depths of her heart.
We long for our love master; might he not then, in some sense, long for his love slave? To be sure, he must not then be weak with us! Let him treat us as more of a slave than ever.
It is what we want to be, his slave, for we are females.
- (Conspirators of Gor)