Book 22. (1 results) Dancer of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
6
448
Social chasms separated us, social chasms unbridgeable except by the brand and collar.
Social chasms separated us, social chasms unbridgeable except by the brand and collar.
- (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 6, Sentence #448)
Book 22. (7 results) Dancer of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
6
445
One need not be beautiful, I was sure, to be a loving, slave treasure.
6
446
But regardless of what the truth in these matters might have been, I was certainly not eager, now, to make the acquaintance of such women.
6
447
After they were stripped and in chains, and crouching fearfully, with branded thighs, their necks in collars, fearing the whips of men, that would be soon enough for me, if ever! We were, at least as of now, regardless of what might be the fundamental and ultimate truth in these matters, quite different sorts of women.
6
448
Social chasms separated us, social chasms unbridgeable except by the brand and collar.
6
449
We waited.
6
450
I wondered why we had been hooded, and had had heavy ball gags thrust in our mouths, and buckled back, in place.
6
451
I did not think our hooding was to conceal our beauty from the casual glances of men.
One need not be beautiful, I was sure, to be a loving, slave treasure.
But regardless of what the truth in these matters might have been, I was certainly not eager, now, to make the acquaintance of such women.
After they were stripped and in chains, and crouching fearfully, with branded thighs, their necks in collars, fearing the whips of men, that would be soon enough for me, if ever! We were, at least as of now, regardless of what might be the fundamental and ultimate truth in these matters, quite different sorts of women.
Social chasms separated us, social chasms unbridgeable except by the brand and collar.
We waited.
I wondered why we had been hooded, and had had heavy ball gags thrust in our mouths, and buckled back, in place.
I did not think our hooding was to conceal our beauty from the casual glances of men.
- (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 6)