Book 18. (1 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 29 | 4 | The hair that bound them hung free before the wrists, dangling from them, in jagged strands, marking where it had been hastily cut free from the hair of the girl before her in a holding coffle. |
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Book 18. (7 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 29 | 1 | How It Came About that Grunt Survived A slave girl screamed, buffeted to the side by the forequarters of my kaiila. |
| 29 | 2 | She turned, struck, from the animal, her hands tied behind her back, lost her footing and fell. |
| 29 | 3 | I saw the frightened eyes of another girl, her wrists lifted, bound together with hair, thrown before her face. |
| 29 | 4 | The hair that bound them hung free before the wrists, dangling from them, in jagged strands, marking where it had been hastily cut free from the hair of the girl before her in a holding coffle. |
| 29 | 5 | Her own hair, similarly, had been cut short, closely, at the back of her neck, where the girl behind her, with swift strokes of a blade, had been freed. |
| 29 | 6 | "Run," a free woman was screaming. |
| 29 | 7 | "Run! Seek your safety!" I saw another free woman cutting at the hair of other kneeling beauties, freeing them from the cruel hair coffles, that they might flee as best they might. |
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How It Came About that Grunt Survived A slave girl screamed, buffeted to the side by the forequarters of my kaiila.
She turned, struck, from the animal, her hands tied behind her back, lost her footing and fell.
I saw the frightened eyes of another girl, her wrists lifted, bound together with hair, thrown before her face.
The hair that bound them hung free before the wrists, dangling from them, in jagged strands, marking where it had been hastily cut free from the hair of the girl before her in a holding coffle.
Her own hair, similarly, had been cut short, closely, at the back of her neck, where the girl behind her, with swift strokes of a blade, had been freed.
"Run," a free woman was screaming.
"Run! Seek your safety!" I saw another free woman cutting at the hair of other kneeling beauties, freeing them from the cruel hair coffles, that they might flee as best they might.
- (Blood Brothers of Gor, Chapter 29)