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Book 24. (1 results) Vagabonds of Gor (Individual Quote)

She looked well in her collar, and I had little doubt that, under proper discipline, she would be grateful, loving and hot in it. - (Vagabonds of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #658)
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1 658 She looked well in her collar, and I had little doubt that, under proper discipline, she would be grateful, loving and hot in it.

Book 24. (7 results) Vagabonds of Gor (Context Quote)

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1 655 The girl whom the burly fellow had consigned to the pleasure of his friend leaped to her feet and began her own circuit of the area, in much the same manner as her predecessor, Dora.
1 656 She was an exciting, leggy wench, and the lightness of her silk, its brevity, and the partedness of her bodice, thanks to Philebus, left few of her charms to the imagination.
1 657 She was the sort of woman who might initially be tempted to give a master a bit of difficulty, but I did not think that this difficulty would be such that it could not be easily remedied, and prevented from reoccurring, with a few blows of the whip.
1 658 She looked well in her collar, and I had little doubt that, under proper discipline, she would be grateful, loving and hot in it.
1 659 "Aiii!" cried a fellow, saluting the beauty of the parading slave.
1 660 She postured seductively before him.
1 661 "How beautiful she is," said Temione.
The girl whom the burly fellow had consigned to the pleasure of his friend leaped to her feet and began her own circuit of the area, in much the same manner as her predecessor, Dora. She was an exciting, leggy wench, and the lightness of her silk, its brevity, and the partedness of her bodice, thanks to Philebus, left few of her charms to the imagination. She was the sort of woman who might initially be tempted to give a master a bit of difficulty, but I did not think that this difficulty would be such that it could not be easily remedied, and prevented from reoccurring, with a few blows of the whip. She looked well in her collar, and I had little doubt that, under proper discipline, she would be grateful, loving and hot in it. "Aiii!" cried a fellow, saluting the beauty of the parading slave. She postured seductively before him. "How beautiful she is," said Temione. - (Vagabonds of Gor, Chapter 1)