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

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. - (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 15, Sentence #560)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
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.

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

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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.
15 562 "Now, she is only a slave," he said.
15 563 "Yes," she whimpered.
"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. "Now, she is only a slave," he said. "Yes," she whimpered. - (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 15)