Book 20. (1 results) Players of Gor (Individual Quote)
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Sentence #
Quote
12
641
On what artifices, on what weaknesses, did it count? How bravely tiny animals may conduct themselves in the presence of caged larls! But how stupid are larls who will lock themselves in cages, being told to do so.
On what artifices, on what weaknesses, did it count? How bravely tiny animals may conduct themselves in the presence of caged larls! But how stupid are larls who will lock themselves in cages, being told to do so.
- (Players of Gor, Chapter 12, Sentence #641)
Book 20. (7 results) Players of Gor (Context Quote)
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Sentence #
Quote
12
638
I considered her angry, curvaceous little form.
12
639
How inappropriate seemed her anger, given the smallness, the softness, of her body.
12
640
How absurd it seemed that the little animal should so boldly address itself to the larger, stronger brute.
12
641
On what artifices, on what weaknesses, did it count? How bravely tiny animals may conduct themselves in the presence of caged larls! But how stupid are larls who will lock themselves in cages, being told to do so.
12
642
But what if the larl should free itself? "Weakling!" she cried.
12
643
Did she not know she was a female? Did she not know she wore a collar? "Weakling!" she cried.
12
644
How the little animals would scurry if the larl emerged from its cage! Did she not know how easy it would be for her to be stripped and returned to her place in nature, at his feet? Did she in her heart fear the larl might one day say, "The joke is finished.
I considered her angry, curvaceous little form.
How inappropriate seemed her anger, given the smallness, the softness, of her body.
How absurd it seemed that the little animal should so boldly address itself to the larger, stronger brute.
On what artifices, on what weaknesses, did it count? How bravely tiny animals may conduct themselves in the presence of caged larls! But how stupid are larls who will lock themselves in cages, being told to do so.
But what if the larl should free itself? "Weakling!" she cried.
Did she not know she was a female? Did she not know she wore a collar? "Weakling!" she cried.
How the little animals would scurry if the larl emerged from its cage! Did she not know how easy it would be for her to be stripped and returned to her place in nature, at his feet? Did she in her heart fear the larl might one day say, "The joke is finished.
- (Players of Gor, Chapter 12)