Book 6. (7 results) Raiders of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
5
111
"Perhaps you are mine," whispered the tall, blond girl, gray-eyed, in my ear.
5
112
She pressed a coil of marsh vine against my left arm.
5
113
"Whose slave am I?" I cried.
5
114
The girls gathered about, each one to touch me, to caress me as might a mistress, to whisper in my ear that it might be she to whom I belonged, she whom I must now serve as slave.
5
115
"Whose slave am I?" I cried, in agony.
5
116
"You will find out," said Telima, "at the feast, then, at the height of festival".
5
117
The girls laughed, and the men behind them.
"Perhaps you are mine," whispered the tall, blond girl, gray-eyed, in my ear.
She pressed a coil of marsh vine against my left arm.
"Whose slave am I?" I cried.
The girls gathered about, each one to touch me, to caress me as might a mistress, to whisper in my ear that it might be she to whom I belonged, she whom I must now serve as slave.
"Whose slave am I?" I cried, in agony.
"You will find out," said Telima, "at the feast, then, at the height of festival".
The girls laughed, and the men behind them.
- (Raiders of Gor, Chapter )