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

As soon as we saw that the entrant was male we went to first-obeisance position, kneeling, head to the floor, hands, palms down, at the side of our head. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 27, Sentence #168)
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27 168 As View more quotes about soon">soon as we saw that the entrant was male we went to first-obeisance position, kneeling, head to the floor, hands, palms down, at the side of our head.

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

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27 165 I see no blankets, no slave mats, no rings".
27 166 "Or cages," I said.
27 167 A bit later the door at the far end of the room opened, and a large-handed, brawny fellow, bearded, with a leather cap, entered, carrying a lidless tool box by its triangular handle.
27 168 As soon as we saw that the entrant was male we went to first-obeisance position, kneeling, head to the floor, hands, palms down, at the side of our head.
27 169 The tool box was set down near us and we, not looking up, heard the fellow reaching into the box, moving one or another of its contents about.
27 170 A bit later I heard Jane gasp, heard a sharp, cutting sound, and, a bit later, the dropping of a light metal object into the tool box.
27 171 "May I speak, Master?" I begged.
I see no blankets, no slave mats, no rings". "Or cages," I said. A bit later the door at the far end of the room opened, and a large-handed, brawny fellow, bearded, with a leather cap, entered, carrying a lidless tool box by its triangular handle. As soon as we saw that the entrant was male we went to first-obeisance position, kneeling, head to the floor, hands, palms down, at the side of our head. The tool box was set down near us and we, not looking up, heard the fellow reaching into the box, moving one or another of its contents about. A bit later I heard Jane gasp, heard a sharp, cutting sound, and, a bit later, the dropping of a light metal object into the tool box. "May I speak, Master?" I begged. - (Conspirators of Gor)