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Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)

Let her think over that, I said to myself, think over that—Vika of Treve—Pet Mul! I found myself wanting to take her body in my arms and shatter it to my breast, forcing back her head, taking her lips in the kiss of a master as though I once more owned her. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 30, Sentence #183)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
30 183 Let her think over that, I said to myself, think over that—Vika of Treve—Pet Mul! I found myself wanting to take her body in my arms and shatter it to my breast, forcing back her head, taking her lips in the kiss of a master as though I once more owned her.

Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)

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30 180 Then she looked at me and laughed merrily.
30 181 "For that," she said, "you will go hungry tonight!" I remembered, smiling to myself, how when I was master I had once, to discipline her, refused her food one night.
30 182 Now it was I who would go hungry, but I told myself, it was worth it.
30 183 Let her think over that, I said to myself, think over that—Vika of Treve—Pet Mul! I found myself wanting to take her body in my arms and shatter it to my breast, forcing back her head, taking her lips in the kiss of a master as though I once more owned her.
30 184 I shook these thoughts from my head.
30 185 Meanwhile, slowly, incredibly, the War in the Nest began to turn against Sarm.
30 186 The most remarkable event was a delegation of Sarm's Priest-Kings, led by Kusk himself, who surrendered to Misk, pledging themselves to his cause.
Then she looked at me and laughed merrily. "For that," she said, "you will go hungry tonight!" I remembered, smiling to myself, how when I was master I had once, to discipline her, refused her food one night. Now it was I who would go hungry, but I told myself, it was worth it. Let her think over that, I said to myself, think over that—Vika of Treve—Pet Mul! I found myself wanting to take her body in my arms and shatter it to my breast, forcing back her head, taking her lips in the kiss of a master as though I once more owned her. I shook these thoughts from my head. Meanwhile, slowly, incredibly, the War in the Nest began to turn against Sarm. The most remarkable event was a delegation of Sarm's Priest-Kings, led by Kusk himself, who surrendered to Misk, pledging themselves to his cause. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 30)