Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 9 | 196 | I thrust her from me. |
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Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 9 | 193 | "Why not?" I View more quotes about asked">asked. |
| 9 | 194 | "I shall not allow you to do so," she said. |
| 9 | 195 | "You see, Tarl Cabot, I have decided that you shall be my slave". |
| 9 | 196 | I thrust her from me. |
| 9 | 197 | "Very well," she cried, her eyes flashing. |
| 9 | 198 | "Very well, Cabot," she said, "then I shall conquer you!" And she seized my head in her hands and pressed her lips to mine. |
| 9 | 199 | In that moment I sensed once more that slightly acrid scent which I had experienced in the corridors beyond the chamber, and I pressed my mouth hard into Vika's until her lips were cut by my teeth and I had pressed her back until only my arm kept her from falling to the stones of the floor, and I heard her cry of surprise and pain, and then I hurled her angrily from me to the straw slave mat which lay at the foot of the stone couch. |
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"Why not?" I asked.
"I shall not allow you to do so," she said.
"You see, Tarl Cabot, I have decided that you shall be my slave".
I thrust her from me.
"Very well," she cried, her eyes flashing.
"Very well, Cabot," she said, "then I shall conquer you!" And she seized my head in her hands and pressed her lips to mine.
In that moment I sensed once more that slightly acrid scent which I had experienced in the corridors beyond the chamber, and I pressed my mouth hard into Vika's until her lips were cut by my teeth and I had pressed her back until only my arm kept her from falling to the stones of the floor, and I heard her cry of surprise and pain, and then I hurled her angrily from me to the straw slave mat which lay at the foot of the stone couch.
- (Priest-Kings of Gor)