Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 8 | 523 | Because she had annoyed me the kiss that was hers was that of master to a slave girl; yet was I patient because the kiss itself was not enough; I was not satisfied until, despite herself, I read in my arms her body's sudden, involuntary admission that I had conquered. |
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Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 8 | 520 | She tried to free her wrists, but could not, of course, do so. |
| 8 | 521 | Helpless she stood waiting for me. |
| 8 | 522 | I then took Dina of Turia in my arms and, at some length, and with a certain admitted satisfaction, collected my winnings. |
| 8 | 523 | Because she had annoyed me the kiss that was hers was that of master to a slave girl; yet was I patient because the kiss itself was not enough; I was not satisfied until, despite herself, I read in my arms her body's sudden, involuntary admission that I had conquered. |
| 8 | 524 | "master," she said, her eyes glazed, too weak to struggle against the thongs that encircled her wrists. |
| 8 | 525 | With a cheerful slap I sped her back to Albrecht, who, angry, with the tip of his lance, severed the bonds that had confined her. |
| 8 | 526 | Kamchak was laughing, and Conrad as well. |
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She tried to free her wrists, but could not, of course, do so.
Helpless she stood waiting for me.
I then took Dina of Turia in my arms and, at some length, and with a certain admitted satisfaction, collected my winnings.
Because she had annoyed me the kiss that was hers was that of master to a slave girl; yet was I patient because the kiss itself was not enough; I was not satisfied until, despite herself, I read in my arms her body's sudden, involuntary admission that I had conquered.
"master," she said, her eyes glazed, too weak to struggle against the thongs that encircled her wrists.
With a cheerful slap I sped her back to Albrecht, who, angry, with the tip of his lance, severed the bonds that had confined her.
Kamchak was laughing, and Conrad as well.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 8)