Book 22. (1 results) Dancer of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
4
268
What if such men simply did not permit a woman to steel herself into inertness, what if it were literally incumbent upon her to feel, and irreservedly, perhaps even under the threat of discipline, of fierce punishment, or worse, in all her hot, sweet, vulnerable openness? As it was, taken unawares, I had been forced to show myself, and before this beast, this lion of a man, responsive.
What if such men simply did not permit a woman to steel herself into inertness, what if it were literally incumbent upon her to feel, and irreservedly, perhaps even under the threat of discipline, of fierce punishment, or worse, in all her hot, sweet, vulnerable openness? As it was, taken unawares, I had been forced to show myself, and before this beast, this lion of a man, responsive.
- (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 4, Sentence #268)
Book 22. (7 results) Dancer of Gor (Context Quote)
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Sentence #
Quote
4
265
I had not realized what he was going to do.
4
266
I had not had an opportunity to prepare myself for the touch, to perhaps steel myself into inertness.
4
267
I was then suddenly fearful.
4
268
What if such men simply did not permit a woman to steel herself into inertness, what if it were literally incumbent upon her to feel, and irreservedly, perhaps even under the threat of discipline, of fierce punishment, or worse, in all her hot, sweet, vulnerable openness? As it was, taken unawares, I had been forced to show myself, and before this beast, this lion of a man, responsive.
4
269
I blushed red, hotly.
4
270
He stood up.
4
271
"Return here, and kneel," he said, "and as you were before".
I had not realized what he was going to do.
I had not had an opportunity to prepare myself for the touch, to perhaps steel myself into inertness.
I was then suddenly fearful.
What if such men simply did not permit a woman to steel herself into inertness, what if it were literally incumbent upon her to feel, and irreservedly, perhaps even under the threat of discipline, of fierce punishment, or worse, in all her hot, sweet, vulnerable openness? As it was, taken unawares, I had been forced to show myself, and before this beast, this lion of a man, responsive.
I blushed red, hotly.
He stood up.
"Return here, and kneel," he said, "and as you were before".
- (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 4)