Book 24. (1 results) Vagabonds of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 19 | 1234 | Perhaps, I thought, that is why many free women wish to keep men starved for sex, that they will then continue to be of interest to him. |
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Book 24. (7 results) Vagabonds of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 19 | 1231 | Does a thirsting man in the Tahari concern himself with the feelings of the water with which he at last slakes his thirst? Does a starving man in Torvaldsland concern himself with the feelings of the viands on which he at last feasts? I continued to hold her, tightly. |
| 19 | 1232 | I was gasping, trying to catch my breath. |
| 19 | 1233 | It is interesting, I thought, how if one is starved for sex, and nothing better is about, one may have recourse even to a free woman. |
| 19 | 1234 | Perhaps, I thought, that is why many free women wish to keep men starved for sex, that they will then continue to be of interest to him. |
| 19 | 1235 | This is very different from the slave girl, incidentally, whose sexuality has been so liberated, triggered and honed, that she is now the helpless victim of her own needs, so much so that she often begs her master for his attentions. |
| 19 | 1236 | How pleasant it is to make women slaves! How pleasant it is to light the slave fires in their bellies! And how different they then are, so transformed! Or is it cruel to kindle such fire within them, to so enflame their delicious symmetries, to take them out of themselves and turn them into something new, the belongings of men? Is it boorish or uncouth to so compromise and damage their will? To take them and turn them from proud free women into needful slaves? Perhaps, but it is pleasant to do so, and they look so lovely at your feet, squirming, collared, begging your caress. |
| 19 | 1237 | I wonder sometimes if the free woman can understand these things. |
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Does a thirsting man in the Tahari concern himself with the feelings of the water with which he at last slakes his thirst? Does a starving man in Torvaldsland concern himself with the feelings of the viands on which he at last feasts? I continued to hold her, tightly.
I was gasping, trying to catch my breath.
It is interesting, I thought, how if one is starved for sex, and nothing better is about, one may have recourse even to a free woman.
Perhaps, I thought, that is why many free women wish to keep men starved for sex, that they will then continue to be of interest to him.
This is very different from the slave girl, incidentally, whose sexuality has been so liberated, triggered and honed, that she is now the helpless victim of her own needs, so much so that she often begs her master for his attentions.
How pleasant it is to make women slaves! How pleasant it is to light the slave fires in their bellies! And how different they then are, so transformed! Or is it cruel to kindle such fire within them, to so enflame their delicious symmetries, to take them out of themselves and turn them into something new, the belongings of men? Is it boorish or uncouth to so compromise and damage their will? To take them and turn them from proud free women into needful slaves? Perhaps, but it is pleasant to do so, and they look so lovely at your feet, squirming, collared, begging your caress.
I wonder sometimes if the free woman can understand these things.
- (Vagabonds of Gor, Chapter 19)