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Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)

The table, long, with sparkling linen, polished silver, candles and flowers, was in the same room. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 11, Sentence #46)
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11 46 The table, long, with sparkling linen, polished silver, candles and flowers, was in the same room.

Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)

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11 43 She supposed, serving, that such an arrangement would not merely freshen a stale marriage, not simply renew a flagging relationship, but that it would alter it utterly, transform it beyond recognition, catapult it into hitherto unsuspected, astonishing dimensions, replacing the wearying familiarities and tepid placidities of accustomed rounds and routines with a new, moving, exciting, dramatic, startling reality, replacing them with an altogether new life, one incontrovertibly meaningful, as the participants suddenly found themselves the inhabitants of a newer, deeper, more natural world, one of intense emotion and unbelievable feelings, one of perfectly clear identities and relationships, one of abject obedience and strict command, one of absolute submissiveness and uncompromising mastery.
11 44 She wondered what might be the reactions of her former feminist colleagues if society were to take seriously their effusive, tiresome, repetitive, propagandistic allegations pertaining to matrimony as slavery, and the general position of women in society as one of being held in bondage, and decide to make them true.
11 45 What would they think if they were to suddenly find it necessary to be licensed to men, or simply owned outright, as women? Mirus, her master, suggested that the group rise and go to table.
11 46 The table, long, with sparkling linen, polished silver, candles and flowers, was in the same room.
11 47 Mirus indicated that Ellen might ready herself to pour wine at the table.
11 48 'Mirus' is an extremely common male name on Gor.
11 49 It is doubtless the name of thousands of individuals.
She supposed, serving, that such an arrangement would not merely freshen a stale marriage, not simply renew a flagging relationship, but that it would alter it utterly, transform it beyond recognition, catapult it into hitherto unsuspected, astonishing dimensions, replacing the wearying familiarities and tepid placidities of accustomed rounds and routines with a new, moving, exciting, dramatic, startling reality, replacing them with an altogether new life, one incontrovertibly meaningful, as the participants suddenly found themselves the inhabitants of a newer, deeper, more natural world, one of intense emotion and unbelievable feelings, one of perfectly clear identities and relationships, one of abject obedience and strict command, one of absolute submissiveness and uncompromising mastery. She wondered what might be the reactions of her former feminist colleagues if society were to take seriously their effusive, tiresome, repetitive, propagandistic allegations pertaining to matrimony as slavery, and the general position of women in society as one of being held in bondage, and decide to make them true. What would they think if they were to suddenly find it necessary to be licensed to men, or simply owned outright, as women? Mirus, her master, suggested that the group rise and go to table. The table, long, with sparkling linen, polished silver, candles and flowers, was in the same room. Mirus indicated that Ellen might ready herself to pour wine at the table. 'Mirus' is an extremely common male name on Gor. It is doubtless the name of thousands of individuals. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 11)