Book 14. (7 results) Fighting Slave of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
7
473
She knows then, in all her sensitivity and intelligence, that she, no more than a purchasable animal, has won his heart.
7
474
But she is filled with trepidation.
7
475
Balances are so delicate, and the weathers of love can be subtle in their seasons.
7
476
Permitted, freed of her bonds, bellying, her back afire, she squirms to his feet, and covers them with grateful kisses.
7
477
He seizes her and drags rudely up her to her knees.
7
478
"What a fool I am!" he cries.
7
479
"Master?" she asks.
She knows then, in all her sensitivity and intelligence, that she, no more than a purchasable animal, has won his heart.
But she is filled with trepidation.
Balances are so delicate, and the weathers of love can be subtle in their seasons.
Permitted, freed of her bonds, bellying, her back afire, she squirms to his feet, and covers them with grateful kisses.
He seizes her and drags rudely up her to her knees.
"What a fool I am!" he cries.
"Master?" she asks.
- (Fighting Slave of Gor, Chapter )