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Book 35. (1 results) Quarry of Gor (Individual Quote)

Were you so afraid, Euphrosyne, of your need of a master that you treated him dismissively, so haughtily, with coolness and rudeness? Did you know that he wanted to buy you, to own you and punish you, but Ho-Tosk, seeing his infatuation, is holding out for a higher price? How do you think you would fare then, in a leash at his feet? And you, Zia, an ignorant barbarian, untutored and illiterate. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 44, Sentence #7)
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44 7 Were you so View more quotes about afraid">afraid, Euphrosyne, of your need of a master that you treated him dismissively, so haughtily, with coolness and rudeness? Did you know that he wanted to buy you, to own you and punish you, but Ho-Tosk, seeing his infatuation, is holding out for a higher price? How do you think you would fare then, in a leash at his feet? And you, Zia, an ignorant barbarian, untutored and illiterate.

Book 35. (7 results) Quarry of Gor (Context Quote)

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44 4 I think neither of us could have spoken, even if we had not been gagged.
44 5 "And you are both so stupid," she said.
44 6 "Sometimes I could not sleep for Euphrosyne crying out the name of Florian in her sleep, begging for his touch.
44 7 Were you so afraid, Euphrosyne, of your need of a master that you treated him dismissively, so haughtily, with coolness and rudeness? Did you know that he wanted to buy you, to own you and punish you, but Ho-Tosk, seeing his infatuation, is holding out for a higher price? How do you think you would fare then, in a leash at his feet? And you, Zia, an ignorant barbarian, untutored and illiterate.
44 8 Were you to dance, you would be whipped from the floor.
44 9 You cannot play the kalika.
44 10 You are bereft of songs.
I think neither of us could have spoken, even if we had not been gagged. "And you are both so stupid," she said. "Sometimes I could not sleep for Euphrosyne crying out the name of Florian in her sleep, begging for his touch. Were you so afraid, Euphrosyne, of your need of a master that you treated him dismissively, so haughtily, with coolness and rudeness? Did you know that he wanted to buy you, to own you and punish you, but Ho-Tosk, seeing his infatuation, is holding out for a higher price? How do you think you would fare then, in a leash at his feet? And you, Zia, an ignorant barbarian, untutored and illiterate. Were you to dance, you would be whipped from the floor. You cannot play the kalika. You are bereft of songs. - (Quarry of Gor)