Book 19. (1 results) Kajira of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
32
304
I wanted this proof of his categorical domination of me as a female, this obvious acceptance of me, this token that I had been found acceptable for his leather, this evidence that I was his, that he owned me, that I was his slave, and he was my master.
I wanted this proof of his categorical domination of me as a female, this obvious acceptance of me, this token that I had been found acceptable for his leather, this evidence that I was his, that he owned me, that I was his slave, and he was my master.
- (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 32, Sentence #304)
Book 19. (7 results) Kajira of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
32
301
I recalled that Emily had confided once to me that she wanted Aemilianus to whip her—because she loved him.
32
302
I had understood that even then, though I had not admitted it.
32
303
I wanted then, yes, to be claimed by the whip of Drusus Rencius, to gladly accept the pain, in tears, and to rejoice, bound or chained, that I had been found attractive enough to be so clearly and absolutely claimed.
32
304
I wanted this proof of his categorical domination of me as a female, this obvious acceptance of me, this token that I had been found acceptable for his leather, this evidence that I was his, that he owned me, that I was his slave, and he was my master.
32
305
I wanted him to whip me—because I loved him! She who truly loves wants to be owned.
32
306
She who truly loves wants to serve her master.
32
307
What else can satisfy her? I wonder if you can understand this.
I recalled that Emily had confided once to me that she wanted Aemilianus to whip her—because she loved him.
I had understood that even then, though I had not admitted it.
I wanted then, yes, to be claimed by the whip of Drusus Rencius, to gladly accept the pain, in tears, and to rejoice, bound or chained, that I had been found attractive enough to be so clearly and absolutely claimed.
I wanted this proof of his categorical domination of me as a female, this obvious acceptance of me, this token that I had been found acceptable for his leather, this evidence that I was his, that he owned me, that I was his slave, and he was my master.
I wanted him to whip me—because I loved him! She who truly loves wants to be owned.
She who truly loves wants to serve her master.
What else can satisfy her? I wonder if you can understand this.
- (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 32)