Book 21. (1 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Individual Quote)
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25
189
I have been able to sense here the ecstasies of bondage, the ecstasies of a life obligatorily sensual, a life under strict discipline, a life where I must obey, a life where I will, and must, surrender myself totally and, subject to penalties, and even death, if I am displeasing, live thenceforth solely for service and love".
I have been able to sense here the ecstasies of bondage, the ecstasies of a life obligatorily sensual, a life under strict discipline, a life where I must obey, a life where I will, and must, surrender myself totally and, subject to penalties, and even death, if I am displeasing, live thenceforth solely for service and love".
- (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 25, Sentence #189)
Book 21. (7 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Context Quote)
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25
186
"Of course," said the woman holding the neck chain, "have you not, Lady Labiena?" "Yes," said the kneeling woman, her knees wide, her tunic parted.
25
187
I regarded her.
25
188
"But I have learned things here," she said, "that I never dreamed of as a free woman.
25
189
I have been able to sense here the ecstasies of bondage, the ecstasies of a life obligatorily sensual, a life under strict discipline, a life where I must obey, a life where I will, and must, surrender myself totally and, subject to penalties, and even death, if I am displeasing, live thenceforth solely for service and love".
25
190
"You sing the joys of a love slave, surely," I said, "not the woes of a woman who must crawl beneath the whip of a hated master".
25
191
In Gorean parlance this is more than a simple metaphor.
25
192
Sometimes the whip is held low, horizontally, level with the floor, and the slave, on all fours, or on her belly, given the elevation of the whip, must crawl beneath it.
"Of course," said the woman holding the neck chain, "have you not, Lady Labiena?" "Yes," said the kneeling woman, her knees wide, her tunic parted.
I regarded her.
"But I have learned things here," she said, "that I never dreamed of as a free woman.
I have been able to sense here the ecstasies of bondage, the ecstasies of a life obligatorily sensual, a life under strict discipline, a life where I must obey, a life where I will, and must, surrender myself totally and, subject to penalties, and even death, if I am displeasing, live thenceforth solely for service and love".
"You sing the joys of a love slave, surely," I said, "not the woes of a woman who must crawl beneath the whip of a hated master".
In Gorean parlance this is more than a simple metaphor.
Sometimes the whip is held low, horizontally, level with the floor, and the slave, on all fours, or on her belly, given the elevation of the whip, must crawl beneath it.
- (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 25)