Book 16. (7 results) Guardsman of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 20 | 1718 | I want bondage, and I love it! Enforce it upon me, fully, master, even when I sob, and protest, and cry out for mercy. |
| 20 | 1719 | I beg it. |
| 20 | 1720 | That is how I want to live! It is what is right for me! I cannot be complete without it! I beg to be mastered! Chain me at your pleasure, command me, put me to your slave ring, whip me when you wish. |
| 20 | 1721 | I am yours! Do with me what you will! I am naught but your slave! Oh, master, beloved master, master me! I beg it! master me, master! Please master me, master, wholly!" "Have no fear, well-curved, delectable morsel of collar meat," I said, "you will know an unqualified bondage, that of the Gorean slave girl". |
| 20 | 1722 | Gratitude shone in her eyes, briefly, and then, suddenly, the renewed torment of her unappeased needs. |
| 20 | 1723 | "Have me! Have me! Take me! Take me! Be ruthless with me! I am a woman, and your slave! Make of me naught but a despised instrument of your pleasure!" "Is that what you want?" "Yes, master! Yes, master!" Could this be the former Miss Henderson, of Earth? How she reminded me of the helpless sluts in the paga taverns. |
| 20 | 1724 | She was no different, only another girl, only another begging, needful slave. |
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I want bondage, and I love it! Enforce it upon me, fully, master, even when I sob, and protest, and cry out for mercy.
I beg it.
That is how I want to live! It is what is right for me! I cannot be complete without it! I beg to be mastered! Chain me at your pleasure, command me, put me to your slave ring, whip me when you wish.
I am yours! Do with me what you will! I am naught but your slave! Oh, master, beloved master, master me! I beg it! master me, master! Please master me, master, wholly!" "Have no fear, well-curved, delectable morsel of collar meat," I said, "you will know an unqualified bondage, that of the Gorean slave girl".
Gratitude shone in her eyes, briefly, and then, suddenly, the renewed torment of her unappeased needs.
"Have me! Have me! Take me! Take me! Be ruthless with me! I am a woman, and your slave! Make of me naught but a despised instrument of your pleasure!" "Is that what you want?" "Yes, master! Yes, master!" Could this be the former Miss Henderson, of Earth? How she reminded me of the helpless sluts in the paga taverns.
She was no different, only another girl, only another begging, needful slave.
- (Guardsman of Gor, Chapter )