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Book 21. (1 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Individual Quote)

What a slave they made her! "Master," she said, "may I sometimes be given slave silk?" I smiled. - (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 5, Sentence #385)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
5 385 What a slave they made her! "Master," she said, "may I sometimes be given slave silk?" I smiled.

Book 21. (7 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Context Quote)

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5 382 I saw that she was incredibly pleased to have them.
5 383 Not only were they beautiful, though, indeed, they were not expensive, but, in Gorean eyes, they much confirmed, deeply and positively, her status upon her.
5 384 I could see she was thrilled to wear them.
5 385 What a slave they made her! "Master," she said, "may I sometimes be given slave silk?" I smiled.
5 386 None but a slave would put on slave silk.
5 387 It is so tantalizingly beautiful and diaphanous that it seems to make a woman almost more naked than naked, and yet in such a way, driving a man almost mad with passion, that he can scarcely control himself, that he can scarcely rest, or think, having seen her in such a way, until he can put his hands on her, and part it, and thus reveal her as wholly bared, and helpless, and his.
5 388 "Perhaps," I said.
I saw that she was incredibly pleased to have them. Not only were they beautiful, though, indeed, they were not expensive, but, in Gorean eyes, they much confirmed, deeply and positively, her status upon her. I could see she was thrilled to wear them. What a slave they made her! "Master," she said, "may I sometimes be given slave silk?" I smiled. None but a slave would put on slave silk. It is so tantalizingly beautiful and diaphanous that it seems to make a woman almost more naked than naked, and yet in such a way, driving a man almost mad with passion, that he can scarcely control himself, that he can scarcely rest, or think, having seen her in such a way, until he can put his hands on her, and part it, and thus reveal her as wholly bared, and helpless, and his. "Perhaps," I said. - (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 5)