Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
17
1060
Twice she fell, and, again struck and kicked, bleating pleas for forgiveness, hurriedly struggled to regain her feet.
Twice she fell, and, again struck and kicked, bleating pleas for forgiveness, hurriedly struggled to regain her feet.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 17, Sentence #1060)
Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
17
1057
Then, suddenly, Ellen felt a tug, a firm, no-nonsense tug, on the leash, and she stumbled forward in the direction of the taut strap.
17
1058
Now she was being led from the market, and through the crowded streets of lower Ar, a naked slave girl, hooded, wrists bound behind her, on a leash.
17
1059
Twice was she cuffed, and once kicked, when she inadvertently brushed against someone in the streets.
17
1060
Twice she fell, and, again struck and kicked, bleating pleas for forgiveness, hurriedly struggled to regain her feet.
17
1061
Distant now were her seminars in gender studies.
17
1062
And so she was led she knew not where.
17
1063
I have been sold, she thought.
Then, suddenly, Ellen felt a tug, a firm, no-nonsense tug, on the leash, and she stumbled forward in the direction of the taut strap.
Now she was being led from the market, and through the crowded streets of lower Ar, a naked slave girl, hooded, wrists bound behind her, on a leash.
Twice was she cuffed, and once kicked, when she inadvertently brushed against someone in the streets.
Twice she fell, and, again struck and kicked, bleating pleas for forgiveness, hurriedly struggled to regain her feet.
Distant now were her seminars in gender studies.
And so she was led she knew not where.
I have been sold, she thought.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 17)