Book 22. (1 results) Dancer of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
10
127
Too, sometimes, he is amused to indulge a girl's "secret" recalcitrance, well aware of her games, her transparent reservations, her supposedly so carefully guarded and secret resistance, letting her think it is unknown, even unsuspected.
Too, sometimes, he is amused to indulge a girl's "secret" recalcitrance, well aware of her games, her transparent reservations, her supposedly so carefully guarded and secret resistance, letting her think it is unknown, even unsuspected.
- (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 10, Sentence #127)
Book 22. (7 results) Dancer of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
10
124
It imposed a welcome, healthful psychological consistency upon us.
10
125
It deprived us of even the last excuse which our pride or vanity might have left to us not to be perfect in our bondage.
10
126
To be sure, sometimes a master encourages open defiance or rebellion on the part of a girl, he then enjoying forcing her to serve, and perfectly, so obviously, so visibly, against her will.
10
127
Too, sometimes, he is amused to indulge a girl's "secret" recalcitrance, well aware of her games, her transparent reservations, her supposedly so carefully guarded and secret resistance, letting her think it is unknown, even unsuspected.
10
128
When he tires of this sport, however, he reveals to her, to her horror, that she has been all this time as open to him as a book.
10
129
She can then make the decision of the slave girl, to be a true slave, a full slave, or die.
10
130
"Look into my eyes," he said.
It imposed a welcome, healthful psychological consistency upon us.
It deprived us of even the last excuse which our pride or vanity might have left to us not to be perfect in our bondage.
To be sure, sometimes a master encourages open defiance or rebellion on the part of a girl, he then enjoying forcing her to serve, and perfectly, so obviously, so visibly, against her will.
Too, sometimes, he is amused to indulge a girl's "secret" recalcitrance, well aware of her games, her transparent reservations, her supposedly so carefully guarded and secret resistance, letting her think it is unknown, even unsuspected.
When he tires of this sport, however, he reveals to her, to her horror, that she has been all this time as open to him as a book.
She can then make the decision of the slave girl, to be a true slave, a full slave, or die.
"Look into my eyes," he said.
- (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 10)