Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
9
212
She brought her hair forward, and put her head at his sandals, her hair about his feet.
She brought her hair forward, and put her head at his sandals, her hair about his feet.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #212)
Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
9
209
She went to all fours, and then lowered herself to her belly.
9
210
Then, inch by inch, she approached the dais, ascended the steps, and was then before him.
9
211
"More closely," he said, "and spread your hair over my feet".
9
212
She brought her hair forward, and put her head at his sandals, her hair about his feet.
9
213
"This, now," he said, "is truly you.
9
214
This is how I wanted you, and how you wanted to be, even then, so long ago, at my feet, a slave".
9
215
She looked up at him tears in her eyes.
She went to all fours, and then lowered herself to her belly.
Then, inch by inch, she approached the dais, ascended the steps, and was then before him.
"More closely," he said, "and spread your hair over my feet".
She brought her hair forward, and put her head at his sandals, her hair about his feet.
"This, now," he said, "is truly you.
This is how I wanted you, and how you wanted to be, even then, so long ago, at my feet, a slave".
She looked up at him tears in her eyes.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 9)