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Book 26. (1 results) Witness of Gor (Individual Quote)

And then, a moment later, wildly, it seemed again that I must dance for many. - (Witness of Gor, Chapter 16, Sentence #202)
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16 202 And then, a moment later, wildly, it seemed again that I must dance for many.

Book 26. (7 results) Witness of Gor (Context Quote)

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16 199 I saw, beside the divan, a coil of chain.
16 200 I danced away from it, terrified.
16 201 Then it seemed I was alone with the dance, and my joy in it.
16 202 And then, a moment later, wildly, it seemed again that I must dance for many.
16 203 Did I hear the striking of the shoulders in applause, the pounding of goblets on low tables, the urgent cries of men? What power, I thought, must a dancer, a true dancer, exercise over men! How she must arouse them, how she must drive them mad with passion! But what power, ultimately, is hers, for she is in her collar? When the music stops is she not then, clearly, once again, only a slave at the feet of men? And is not the central, nonrepudiable message of this dance, in its entire concept, in its beauty, in its presentation of the female in all her marvelous sensuousness, that man is the master? This form of dance, on this world, is called "slave dance".
16 204 That is perhaps partly because, on this world, it is permitted only to slaves, but I think it is more likely because, in it, the nature of woman is clearly manifested as slave.
16 205 One might also mention that the dancer, in this form of dance, on this world, is commonly expected to satisfy the passions which she may have aroused.
I saw, beside the divan, a coil of chain. I danced away from it, terrified. Then it seemed I was alone with the dance, and my joy in it. And then, a moment later, wildly, it seemed again that I must dance for many. Did I hear the striking of the shoulders in applause, the pounding of goblets on low tables, the urgent cries of men? What power, I thought, must a dancer, a true dancer, exercise over men! How she must arouse them, how she must drive them mad with passion! But what power, ultimately, is hers, for she is in her collar? When the music stops is she not then, clearly, once again, only a slave at the feet of men? And is not the central, nonrepudiable message of this dance, in its entire concept, in its beauty, in its presentation of the female in all her marvelous sensuousness, that man is the master? This form of dance, on this world, is called "slave dance". That is perhaps partly because, on this world, it is permitted only to slaves, but I think it is more likely because, in it, the nature of woman is clearly manifested as slave. One might also mention that the dancer, in this form of dance, on this world, is commonly expected to satisfy the passions which she may have aroused. - (Witness of Gor, Chapter 16)