Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)
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Quote
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339
I was beginning to feel sick with fear, with anger.
18
340
A realization that horrified me seemed to claw at the back of my brain, as the beast had torn at the door, unseen, in the corridor far above.
18
341
You, Killer, would never make a Player.
18
342
Now, paga bottle in hand, I was passing guards and found myself walking down the narrow iron runways over the pens below, now filled with drunken slaves, some sleeping, some sitting stupefied in the center of their pen, some singing brokenly to themselves, some trying to crawl again to the trough to lap there at the paga mixed with their water.
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343
I saw one girl, drunk, putting her hands through the bars which separated the cage which she shared with other female slaves, from the cage adjacent to it, filled with male slaves.
18
344
"Touch me," she begged.
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345
"Touch me!" But the males lay in drunken sleep on the stones.
I was beginning to feel sick with fear, with anger.
A realization that horrified me seemed to claw at the back of my brain, as the beast had torn at the door, unseen, in the corridor far above.
You, Killer, would never make a Player.
Now, paga bottle in hand, I was passing guards and found myself walking down the narrow iron runways over the pens below, now filled with drunken slaves, some sleeping, some sitting stupefied in the center of their pen, some singing brokenly to themselves, some trying to crawl again to the trough to lap there at the paga mixed with their water.
I saw one girl, drunk, putting her hands through the bars which separated the cage which she shared with other female slaves, from the cage adjacent to it, filled with male slaves.
"Touch me," she begged.
"Touch me!" But the males lay in drunken sleep on the stones.
- (Assassin of Gor, Chapter )