Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 5 | 789 | Why did these men not View more quotes about hide">hide their dominance; why did they not pretend it did not exist; why did they not suppress it; why did they not thwart and repudiate the birthright of their nature; why did they not make themselves miserable; why did they not torture themselves and diligently cultivate weakness like the men of Earth, shortening their lives and praising themselves for the constriction and mutilation of their instincts? Were they not powerful enough to be manipulated, strong enough to be weak? "Coffle her," said my master, looking at me. |
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Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 5 | 786 | "Four beauties," said he, "a good catch. |
| 5 | 787 | We shall have much pleasure with them, and then, should we choose to sell them, we will get a good price". |
| 5 | 788 | How right it struck me that he had said this of the beauties, and yet, in its way, how horrifying to me, an Earth girl. |
| 5 | 789 | Why did these men not hide their dominance; why did they not pretend it did not exist; why did they not suppress it; why did they not thwart and repudiate the birthright of their nature; why did they not make themselves miserable; why did they not torture themselves and diligently cultivate weakness like the men of Earth, shortening their lives and praising themselves for the constriction and mutilation of their instincts? Were they not powerful enough to be manipulated, strong enough to be weak? "Coffle her," said my master, looking at me. |
| 5 | 790 | I stiffened. |
| 5 | 791 | Surely the coffle was not for me. |
| 5 | 792 | I was his girl. |
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"Four beauties," said he, "a good catch.
We shall have much pleasure with them, and then, should we choose to sell them, we will get a good price".
How right it struck me that he had said this of the beauties, and yet, in its way, how horrifying to me, an Earth girl.
Why did these men not hide their dominance; why did they not pretend it did not exist; why did they not suppress it; why did they not thwart and repudiate the birthright of their nature; why did they not make themselves miserable; why did they not torture themselves and diligently cultivate weakness like the men of Earth, shortening their lives and praising themselves for the constriction and mutilation of their instincts? Were they not powerful enough to be manipulated, strong enough to be weak? "Coffle her," said my master, looking at me.
I stiffened.
Surely the coffle was not for me.
I was his girl.
- (Slave Girl of Gor)