Book 21. (7 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
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.
1
152
I regarded her.
1
153
She was now collared.
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.
I regarded her.
She was now collared.
- (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter )