Book 21. (1 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Individual Quote)
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29
179
I recollected, in particular, most recently, the former Lady Lydia, she who had been of the Tabidian Towers, that particular slave, how she had looked, the straw about her body, and in her hair, the chain on her neck, her eyes, her cries, her pleading kisses and touches, her utter helplessness, and the joy of doing ownership on her.
I recollected, in particular, most recently, the former Lady Lydia, she who had been of the Tabidian Towers, that particular slave, how she had looked, the straw about her body, and in her hair, the chain on her neck, her eyes, her cries, her pleading kisses and touches, her utter helplessness, and the joy of doing ownership on her.
- (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 29, Sentence #179)
Book 21. (7 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Context Quote)
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29
176
Hurtha, now at threshold of the insula of Achiates, waved cheerily.
29
177
I wondered if killing an Alar, Hurtha, in particular, would count, strictly, legally, as an act of murder, or if there were some more sensible, benign category under which it might fall.
29
178
Then I turned my mind to more pleasant thoughts, such as recollecting the pleasures men may take in slaves.
29
179
I recollected, in particular, most recently, the former Lady Lydia, she who had been of the Tabidian Towers, that particular slave, how she had looked, the straw about her body, and in her hair, the chain on her neck, her eyes, her cries, her pleading kisses and touches, her utter helplessness, and the joy of doing ownership on her.
29
180
"Let us step lively," said the captain.
29
181
We moved more quickly.
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A Bit of Silk I knew that I did not conform to the cultural stereotypes prescribed to me.
Hurtha, now at threshold of the insula of Achiates, waved cheerily.
I wondered if killing an Alar, Hurtha, in particular, would count, strictly, legally, as an act of murder, or if there were some more sensible, benign category under which it might fall.
Then I turned my mind to more pleasant thoughts, such as recollecting the pleasures men may take in slaves.
I recollected, in particular, most recently, the former Lady Lydia, she who had been of the Tabidian Towers, that particular slave, how she had looked, the straw about her body, and in her hair, the chain on her neck, her eyes, her cries, her pleading kisses and touches, her utter helplessness, and the joy of doing ownership on her.
"Let us step lively," said the captain.
We moved more quickly.
A Bit of Silk I knew that I did not conform to the cultural stereotypes prescribed to me.
- (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 29)