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Book 20. (1 results) Players of Gor (Individual Quote)

"I desire your touch! I desire to serve you! I beg to please you! I plead to please you! Take pity on me! Do not torture me so! Do not make me wait longer! Hurry to me, Bosk of Port Kar, my lover, my master!" "Good," I said. - (Players of Gor, Chapter 5, Sentence #246)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
5 246 "I desire your touch! I desire to serve you! I beg to please you! I plead to please you! Take pity on me! Do not torture me so! Do not make me wait longer! Hurry to me, Bosk of Port Kar, my lover, my master!" "Good," I said.

Book 20. (7 results) Players of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
5 243 She then sees to it, with all the consequences, physical, psychological and emotional, attendant upon it, consequences which, at first, are sometimes found horrifying or disturbing but which, ultimately, because of their relation to her depth nature, when she surrenders to this depth nature, are found joyfully and gloriously fulfilling.
5 244 She is then herself, fully.
5 245 "Hurry to me, Bosk of Port Kar!" she cried.
5 246 "I desire your touch! I desire to serve you! I beg to please you! I plead to please you! Take pity on me! Do not torture me so! Do not make me wait longer! Hurry to me, Bosk of Port Kar, my lover, my master!" "Good," I said.
5 247 "Enter my alcove!" she cried.
5 248 "I am yours!" I entered the alcove.
5 249 I did not have a great deal of time.
She then sees to it, with all the consequences, physical, psychological and emotional, attendant upon it, consequences which, at first, are sometimes found horrifying or disturbing but which, ultimately, because of their relation to her depth nature, when she surrenders to this depth nature, are found joyfully and gloriously fulfilling. She is then herself, fully. "Hurry to me, Bosk of Port Kar!" she cried. "I desire your touch! I desire to serve you! I beg to please you! I plead to please you! Take pity on me! Do not torture me so! Do not make me wait longer! Hurry to me, Bosk of Port Kar, my lover, my master!" "Good," I said. "Enter my alcove!" she cried. "I am yours!" I entered the alcove. I did not have a great deal of time. - (Players of Gor, Chapter 5)