Book 10. (1 results) Tribesmen of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 1 | 558 | I wondered what the trainer would prescribe for her. |
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Book 10. (7 results) Tribesmen of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 1 | 555 | View more quotes about sometimes">Sometimes inert, esteemed Gorean free women cry out in rage, not understanding why their companions have forsaken them for the evening, to go to the paga tavern; there, of course, for the price of a cup of paga, he can get his hands on a silken, belled girl, a slave; the free woman must denounce her companion, crying out, for his lusts; too busy for this, however, are the sweet, dark-eyed, sensuous sluts of the paga tavern; they do not have time to denounce the lusts of their master's customers; they are too busy serving and satisfying them. |
| 1 | 556 | The trainer directs the girl in the cage, or in the exercises, tending, observing, and prescribing, honing her with expertness into a delicious, responsive slave animal, the Gorean girl, collared, in bondage, trained to drive a man mad with desire, and then serve that desire, vulnerably, frequently and absolutely. |
| 1 | 557 | The girl was thrust through the door, between the guards. |
| 1 | 558 | I wondered what the trainer would prescribe for her. |
| 1 | 559 | Girls differ, trainers differ. |
| 1 | 560 | I glanced at the blondish girl, kneeling to one side, the former Miss Priscilla Blake-Allen. |
| 1 | 561 | I, if her trainer, would probably put her frequently, at least at first, and later for discipline, in a rope slave harness. |
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Sometimes inert, esteemed Gorean free women cry out in rage, not understanding why their companions have forsaken them for the evening, to go to the paga tavern; there, of course, for the price of a cup of paga, he can get his hands on a silken, belled girl, a slave; the free woman must denounce her companion, crying out, for his lusts; too busy for this, however, are the sweet, dark-eyed, sensuous sluts of the paga tavern; they do not have time to denounce the lusts of their master's customers; they are too busy serving and satisfying them.
The trainer directs the girl in the cage, or in the exercises, tending, observing, and prescribing, honing her with expertness into a delicious, responsive slave animal, the Gorean girl, collared, in bondage, trained to drive a man mad with desire, and then serve that desire, vulnerably, frequently and absolutely.
The girl was thrust through the door, between the guards.
I wondered what the trainer would prescribe for her.
Girls differ, trainers differ.
I glanced at the blondish girl, kneeling to one side, the former Miss Priscilla Blake-Allen.
I, if her trainer, would probably put her frequently, at least at first, and later for discipline, in a rope slave harness.
- (Tribesmen of Gor)