Book 17. (1 results) Savages of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
15
88
Who knows what each might recognize in the eyes of the other? Does she see in his eyes that he is one such as might be her master? Does he see in her eyes that she is one who could not help but acknowledge herself, and soon, despite what she might now take to be her desires, his helpless and natural slave? Sometimes, at as little as a meeting of eyes, masters and slaves know one another.
Who knows what each might recognize in the eyes of the other? Does she see in his eyes that he is one such as might be her master? Does he see in her eyes that she is one who could not help but acknowledge herself, and soon, despite what she might now take to be her desires, his helpless and natural slave? Sometimes, at as little as a meeting of eyes, masters and slaves know one another.
- (Savages of Gor, Chapter 15, Sentence #88)
Book 17. (7 results) Savages of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
15
85
It is not yours to examine, but to be examined, not yours to consider, but to be considered".
15
86
I thought Grunt was wise not to have the girls look into the eyes of the Fleer warrior.
15
87
Such an exchange of glances, or looks, can be like an electric shock, an encounter almost fearfully significant.
15
88
Who knows what each might recognize in the eyes of the other? Does she see in his eyes that he is one such as might be her master? Does he see in her eyes that she is one who could not help but acknowledge herself, and soon, despite what she might now take to be her desires, his helpless and natural slave? Sometimes, at as little as a meeting of eyes, masters and slaves know one another.
15
89
"I must have her.
15
90
She is mine," he tells himself.
15
91
"I belong to him.
It is not yours to examine, but to be examined, not yours to consider, but to be considered".
I thought Grunt was wise not to have the girls look into the eyes of the Fleer warrior.
Such an exchange of glances, or looks, can be like an electric shock, an encounter almost fearfully significant.
Who knows what each might recognize in the eyes of the other? Does she see in his eyes that he is one such as might be her master? Does he see in her eyes that she is one who could not help but acknowledge herself, and soon, despite what she might now take to be her desires, his helpless and natural slave? Sometimes, at as little as a meeting of eyes, masters and slaves know one another.
"I must have her.
She is mine," he tells himself.
"I belong to him.
- (Savages of Gor, Chapter 15)