Book 5. (1 results) Assassin of Gor (Individual Quote)
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17
61
Then each of us gave some of the girls wine, asking each "wine, Mistress?" to which each of the girls, with a laugh, would cry out, "Yes, I will have wine!" "You will serve me the wine, slave!" said the long-legged, black-haired girl.
Then each of us gave some of the girls wine, asking each "Wine, Mistress?" to which each of the girls, with a laugh, would cry out, "Yes, I will have wine!" "You will serve me the wine, Slave!" said the long-legged, black-haired girl.
- (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 17, Sentence #61)
Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
17
58
We were given some small cups of tin, containing some diluted Ka-la-na that the girls had probably stolen.
17
59
"After we have been served wine," announced the girl, "we will use these slaves for our pleasure".
17
60
Before we were permitted to serve the wine, garlands of talenders were swiftly woven about our necks.
17
61
Then each of us gave some of the girls wine, asking each "wine, Mistress?" to which each of the girls, with a laugh, would cry out, "Yes, I will have wine!" "You will serve me the wine, slave!" said the long-legged, black-haired girl.
17
62
She was marvelous in the brief slave livery.
17
63
"Yes, Mistress," I said, as humbly as I could manage.
17
64
I reached out to hand her the small, tin cup.
We were given some small cups of tin, containing some diluted Ka-la-na that the girls had probably stolen.
"After we have been served wine," announced the girl, "we will use these slaves for our pleasure".
Before we were permitted to serve the wine, garlands of talenders were swiftly woven about our necks.
Then each of us gave some of the girls wine, asking each "wine, Mistress?" to which each of the girls, with a laugh, would cry out, "Yes, I will have wine!" "You will serve me the wine, slave!" said the long-legged, black-haired girl.
She was marvelous in the brief slave livery.
"Yes, Mistress," I said, as humbly as I could manage.
I reached out to hand her the small, tin cup.
- (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 17)