Book 18. (1 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 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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Book 18. (7 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Context 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. |
| 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. |
| 29 | 8 | Another woman was cutting the bonds at the ankles of another lovely slave. |
| 29 | 9 | That slave's ankles had been bound more conventionally, with tight thongs of rawhide. |
| 29 | 10 | When the thongs sprang apart, leaping from the knife, I saw deep red circles in the girl's ankles I doubted that she would even be able to rise to her feet for a few Ehn. |
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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.
Another woman was cutting the bonds at the ankles of another lovely slave.
That slave's ankles had been bound more conventionally, with tight thongs of rawhide.
When the thongs sprang apart, leaping from the knife, I saw deep red circles in the girl's ankles I doubted that she would even be able to rise to her feet for a few Ehn.
- (Blood Brothers of Gor, Chapter 29)