Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 3 | 176 | That View more quotes about night">night, in my bonds, for hours, I had wept and squirmed. |
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Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 3 | 173 | "Rape me," I begged. |
| 3 | 174 | "Rape me!" And even though we did not know one another's language, there could have been no mistaking the nature of my needs, and the import of my petition. |
| 3 | 175 | But he had turned away. |
| 3 | 176 | That night, in my bonds, for hours, I had wept and squirmed. |
| 3 | 177 | I was then a virgin. |
| 3 | 178 | I did not even know, fully, then, what a man could do to me. |
| 3 | 179 | Yet, even then, had I been told how it is that girls of a certain sort, of a sort which I was soon to find myself to be, could sometimes in their need scream and writhe in the grass, could sometimes dance wildly beneath the moons, clawing at them, could sometimes tear their fingernails bloody scratching at the cement of their kennels, could sometimes bruise their bodies hurling them against the bars of their cells or tear their flesh pulling against their shackles to touch a guard, I would have dimly understood. |
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"Rape me," I begged.
"Rape me!" And even though we did not know one another's language, there could have been no mistaking the nature of my needs, and the import of my petition.
But he had turned away.
That night, in my bonds, for hours, I had wept and squirmed.
I was then a virgin.
I did not even know, fully, then, what a man could do to me.
Yet, even then, had I been told how it is that girls of a certain sort, of a sort which I was soon to find myself to be, could sometimes in their need scream and writhe in the grass, could sometimes dance wildly beneath the moons, clawing at them, could sometimes tear their fingernails bloody scratching at the cement of their kennels, could sometimes bruise their bodies hurling them against the bars of their cells or tear their flesh pulling against their shackles to touch a guard, I would have dimly understood.
- (Slave Girl of Gor)