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

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!" I saw that he had had mercy upon her. - (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 15, Sentence #558)
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15 558 "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!" I saw that he had had mercy upon her.

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

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15 555 "How is that you would have had her stolen, not for her own beauty, for she is prize collar meat, which I would think would have been a sufficient reason for doing so, nor as an insult to the Polemarkos, which seems plausible, but merely to interrogate?" I asked.
15 556 "What do you mean?" he asked.
15 557 "Yes, yes!" she cried, gratefully.
15 558 "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!" I saw that he had had mercy upon her.
15 559 I wondered if he were kind, or merely indifferent.
15 560 Did he merely wish to show her what could be done to her body, that it was susceptible to such delicious torment, that she would become more cognizant of her collar? Or did he wish to put her the more at his mercy, that she might then, knowing what could be done with her, beg again, and again, for his caress, which he might then bestow or withhold, as he saw fit.
15 561 "She is only a slave," I said.
"How is that you would have had her stolen, not for her own beauty, for she is prize collar meat, which I would think would have been a sufficient reason for doing so, nor as an insult to the Polemarkos, which seems plausible, but merely to interrogate?" I asked. "What do you mean?" he asked. "Yes, yes!" she cried, gratefully. "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!" I saw that he had had mercy upon her. I wondered if he were kind, or merely indifferent. Did he merely wish to show her what could be done to her body, that it was susceptible to such delicious torment, that she would become more cognizant of her collar? Or did he wish to put her the more at his mercy, that she might then, knowing what could be done with her, beg again, and again, for his caress, which he might then bestow or withhold, as he saw fit. "She is only a slave," I said. - (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 15)