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Book 12. (1 results) Beasts of Gor (Individual Quote)

She is then well ready when he gestures her to the furs to perform for him exquisitely the most delicious and intimate of her assigned tasks, her most important tasks, those of the helpless love slave. - (Beasts of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #295)
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1 295 She is then well ready when he gestures her to the furs to perform for him exquisitely the most delicious and intimate of her assigned tasks, her most important tasks, those of the helpless love slave.

Book 12. (7 results) Beasts of Gor (Context Quote)

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1 292 When the master arrives, and she kneels before him, she is eager and anxious, vulnerable and stimulated, well ready both physically and psychologically for the mastery to which she will have no choice but to be joyfully subjected.
1 293 Even the performance of small servile tasks, such as the polishing of his tarn boots, which she must perform, plays its role in her preparation for the night.
1 294 The performance of such small tasks teaches her, incontrovertibly, in the depths of her beauty, that she truly belongs to him, and that he is truly her master.
1 295 She is then well ready when he gestures her to the furs to perform for him exquisitely the most delicious and intimate of her assigned tasks, her most important tasks, those of the helpless love slave.
1 296 "Kneel on the tiles," I told her.
1 297 She slipped from the couch and knelt on the tiles before me.
1 298 She knelt in the blood of the sleen.
When the master arrives, and she kneels before him, she is eager and anxious, vulnerable and stimulated, well ready both physically and psychologically for the mastery to which she will have no choice but to be joyfully subjected. Even the performance of small servile tasks, such as the polishing of his tarn boots, which she must perform, plays its role in her preparation for the night. The performance of such small tasks teaches her, incontrovertibly, in the depths of her beauty, that she truly belongs to him, and that he is truly her master. She is then well ready when he gestures her to the furs to perform for him exquisitely the most delicious and intimate of her assigned tasks, her most important tasks, those of the helpless love slave. "Kneel on the tiles," I told her. She slipped from the couch and knelt on the tiles before me. She knelt in the blood of the sleen. - (Beasts of Gor, Chapter 1)