Book 21. (1 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 1 | 148 | I drew forth a slave collar from my pack. |
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Book 21. (7 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | 145 | She looked at me, wildly, elated. |
| 1 | 146 | I thrust her face down to the grass. |
| 1 | 147 | She sobbed with relief, with pleasure. |
| 1 | 148 | I drew forth a slave collar from my pack. |
| 1 | 149 | Roughly, unceremoniously, I placed it on her neck, snapping it shut, locking it. |
| 1 | 150 | "Good," said the merchant, turning away. |
| 1 | 151 | "Good," said the two soldiers, too, turning away. |
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She looked at me, wildly, elated.
I thrust her face down to the grass.
She sobbed with relief, with pleasure.
I drew forth a slave collar from my pack.
Roughly, unceremoniously, I placed it on her neck, snapping it shut, locking it.
"Good," said the merchant, turning away.
"Good," said the two soldiers, too, turning away.
- (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 1)