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Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)

"Throw the bondmaids between the benches and secure them," said Ivar, to those steadying them at the rail. - (Marauders of Gor, Chapter 5, Sentence #140)
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5 140 "View more quotes about throw">Throw the bondmaids between the benches and secure them," said Ivar, to those steadying them at the rail.

Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)

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5 137 What marvelous beauties he saw, seventeen naked prizes, fettered and coffled, that might be his, could he but take them, and, dangling from the mast, perhaps the most exquisite of all, the slender, blond girl, perhaps herself worth five bondmaids of the more common sort.
5 138 Aelgifu, too, of course, might be seen, chained to the mast, her wrists fettered before her.
5 139 That she was clothed would indicate to Thorgard that she was free, and might bring a high ransom.
5 140 "Throw the bondmaids between the benches and secure them," said Ivar, to those steadying them at the rail.
5 141 Quickly the miserable bond-wenches were pulled back and flung, belly down, some lying on others, between the benches.
5 142 Gorm quickly bent to them, lashing their ankles together.
5 143 "Lower the wench from the spar!" called the Forkbeard.
What marvelous beauties he saw, seventeen naked prizes, fettered and coffled, that might be his, could he but take them, and, dangling from the mast, perhaps the most exquisite of all, the slender, blond girl, perhaps herself worth five bondmaids of the more common sort. Aelgifu, too, of course, might be seen, chained to the mast, her wrists fettered before her. That she was clothed would indicate to Thorgard that she was free, and might bring a high ransom. "Throw the bondmaids between the benches and secure them," said Ivar, to those steadying them at the rail. Quickly the miserable bond-wenches were pulled back and flung, belly down, some lying on others, between the benches. Gorm quickly bent to them, lashing their ankles together. "Lower the wench from the spar!" called the Forkbeard. - (Marauders of Gor)