Book 12. (1 results) Beasts of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
38
177
I was sure that Audrey, like many women, would find her fulfillment and redemption, and joy, in the helplessness of the slave collar.
I was sure that Audrey, like many women, would find her fulfillment and redemption, and joy, in the helplessness of the slave collar.
- (Beasts of Gor, Chapter 38, Sentence #177)
Book 12. (7 results) Beasts of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
38
174
But, untrained, and in an early sale, she would doubtless go for no more than a handful, though perhaps a double handful, of copper tarsks.
38
175
For she was beautiful.
38
176
What a bargain thusly would the formerly rich young woman prove to be! Fortunate then the fellow whose collar she would wear, at whose feet she would kneel, whose whip, held before her, she would gratefully reverence with the softness of her submitted tongue and lips.
38
177
I was sure that Audrey, like many women, would find her fulfillment and redemption, and joy, in the helplessness of the slave collar.
38
178
Too, it was my speculation that she had in her the makings of the most precious of all slaves, the love slave.
38
179
What a joy for the master who would own her and see to it that she fulfilled her nature! A Gorean master, of course, would see to it.
38
180
I went to Arlene, who led the coffle.
But, untrained, and in an early sale, she would doubtless go for no more than a handful, though perhaps a double handful, of copper tarsks.
For she was beautiful.
What a bargain thusly would the formerly rich young woman prove to be! Fortunate then the fellow whose collar she would wear, at whose feet she would kneel, whose whip, held before her, she would gratefully reverence with the softness of her submitted tongue and lips.
I was sure that Audrey, like many women, would find her fulfillment and redemption, and joy, in the helplessness of the slave collar.
Too, it was my speculation that she had in her the makings of the most precious of all slaves, the love slave.
What a joy for the master who would own her and see to it that she fulfilled her nature! A Gorean master, of course, would see to it.
I went to Arlene, who led the coffle.
- (Beasts of Gor, Chapter 38)