Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 17 | 61 | "Split your knees, slave girl," said he to her. |
| 17 | 62 | "What?" she said, in disbelief. |
| 17 | 63 | He repeated his instruction, granting that she might not have heard him properly. |
| 17 | 64 | "Never," she said, "you little urt". |
| 17 | 65 | She drew her legs together and covered her breasts with her hands. |
| 17 | 66 | "What is going on here?" asked Barzak, approaching. |
| 17 | 67 | His whip, on its staff ring, blades folded back, and clipped, against the staff, which is long enough to be held with both hands, was at his belt. |
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"Split your knees, slave girl," said he to her.
"What?" she said, in disbelief.
He repeated his instruction, granting that she might not have heard him properly.
"Never," she said, "you little urt".
She drew her legs together and covered her breasts with her hands.
"What is going on here?" asked Barzak, approaching.
His whip, on its staff ring, blades folded back, and clipped, against the staff, which is long enough to be held with both hands, was at his belt.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter )