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Book 13. (1 results) Explorers of Gor (Individual Quote)

She can be very beautiful in doing so small a thing as pouring his wine, eyes downcast, gracefully, as his slave. - (Explorers of Gor, Chapter 33, Sentence #131)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
33 131 She can be very beautiful in doing so small a thing as pouring his wine, eyes downcast, gracefully, as his slave.

Book 13. (7 results) Explorers of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
33 128 But then a woman can be incredibly beautiful in almost all attitudes and postures.
33 129 It is strange that the men of Earth are so seldom aware of the subtler beauties of women, but then they have not seen them in their full femininity, as slaves.
33 130 A woman can be very beautiful simply greeting her master, head down, at the door to his chambers.
33 131 She can be very beautiful in doing so small a thing as pouring his wine, eyes downcast, gracefully, as his slave.
33 132 Perhaps she is a bit more beautiful, however, when she kneels helplessly before you, or lies piteously at your feet supplicating you to satisfy her slave needs.
33 133 Perhaps she is most beautiful when she, collared in your arms, helpless, cries out in uncontrollable, overwhelming, shattering orgasm, acknowledging you as her master.
33 134 "Dance, slave," said Kisu.
But then a woman can be incredibly beautiful in almost all attitudes and postures. It is strange that the men of Earth are so seldom aware of the subtler beauties of women, but then they have not seen them in their full femininity, as slaves. A woman can be very beautiful simply greeting her master, head down, at the door to his chambers. She can be very beautiful in doing so small a thing as pouring his wine, eyes downcast, gracefully, as his slave. Perhaps she is a bit more beautiful, however, when she kneels helplessly before you, or lies piteously at your feet supplicating you to satisfy her slave needs. Perhaps she is most beautiful when she, collared in your arms, helpless, cries out in uncontrollable, overwhelming, shattering orgasm, acknowledging you as her master. "Dance, slave," said Kisu. - (Explorers of Gor, Chapter 33)