Book 25. (7 results) Magicians of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 3 | 282 | I knew a fellow who, I had little doubt, could have done so, Lecchio, of the troupe of Boots Tarsk-Bit. |
| 3 | 283 | I recalled the free female whose capture I had noted in Ar, that which had taken place in a street-level room in the Metellan district. |
| 3 | 284 | Surely she must have known the law. |
| 3 | 285 | The consorting of a free female with another man's slave renders her susceptible to the collar of the slave's master. |
| 3 | 286 | The net had been cunningly arranged, that it might, when released, activated perhaps by springs or the pulling of a lever, fall and drape itself over the couch. |
| 3 | 287 | It was clearly a device designed for such a purpose. |
| 3 | 288 | The net and the room doubtless constituted a capture cubicle, simpler perhaps, but not unlike those in certain inns, in which a woman, lulled by the bolting on the doors, and feeling herself secure, may complete her toilet at leisure, bathing, combing her hair, perfuming herself and such, before the trap doors, dropped from beneath her, plunge her into the waiting arms of slavers. |
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I knew a fellow who, I had little doubt, could have done so, Lecchio, of the troupe of Boots Tarsk-Bit.
I recalled the free female whose capture I had noted in Ar, that which had taken place in a street-level room in the Metellan district.
Surely she must have known the law.
The consorting of a free female with another man's slave renders her susceptible to the collar of the slave's master.
The net had been cunningly arranged, that it might, when released, activated perhaps by springs or the pulling of a lever, fall and drape itself over the couch.
It was clearly a device designed for such a purpose.
The net and the room doubtless constituted a capture cubicle, simpler perhaps, but not unlike those in certain inns, in which a woman, lulled by the bolting on the doors, and feeling herself secure, may complete her toilet at leisure, bathing, combing her hair, perfuming herself and such, before the trap doors, dropped from beneath her, plunge her into the waiting arms of slavers.
- (Magicians of Gor, Chapter )