Book 6. (1 results) Raiders of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 3 | 308 | And how worthless and miserable was the beast, the slave, that knelt, naked and bound, at her feet. |
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Book 6. (7 results) Raiders of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 3 | 305 | There was a great laughter, and rich in that humiliating thunder was the snort of the fellow who wore the headband, that formed of the pearls of the Vosk sorp. |
| 3 | 306 | Strangely I felt small and nothing beside the girl, only chattel. |
| 3 | 307 | How straight she stood, each inch of her body alive and splendid in her vigor and freedom. |
| 3 | 308 | And how worthless and miserable was the beast, the slave, that knelt, naked and bound, at her feet. |
| 3 | 309 | "He is yours," I heard Ho-Hak say. |
| 3 | 310 | I burned with shame. |
| 3 | 311 | "Bring the paste of rence!" cried the girl. |
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There was a great laughter, and rich in that humiliating thunder was the snort of the fellow who wore the headband, that formed of the pearls of the Vosk sorp.
Strangely I felt small and nothing beside the girl, only chattel.
How straight she stood, each inch of her body alive and splendid in her vigor and freedom.
And how worthless and miserable was the beast, the slave, that knelt, naked and bound, at her feet.
"He is yours," I heard Ho-Hak say.
I burned with shame.
"Bring the paste of rence!" cried the girl.
- (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 3)