Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
17
1151
What manner of place can this be? What animals, what beasts, what creatures, could be kept here, so high? As she explored, with her body, legs and fingers, behind her, as she could, hooded, her small wooden-floored, straw-strewn housing, which seemed clearly to be some sort of stall, she discovered, to her joy, within the scope of her chain, which was all that was permitted her, a large, porcelainlike bowl.
What manner of place can this be? What animals, what beasts, what creatures, could be kept here, so high? As she explored, with her body, legs and fingers, behind her, as she could, hooded, her small wooden-floored, straw-strewn housing, which seemed clearly to be some sort of stall, she discovered, to her joy, within the scope of her chain, which was all that was permitted her, a large, porcelainlike bowl.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 17, Sentence #1151)
Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
17
1148
Dampness, mustiness, acidic odors, other odors.
17
1149
Large animals, or many animals.
17
1150
This place is a barn, she thought, but it is too high for a barn.
17
1151
What manner of place can this be? What animals, what beasts, what creatures, could be kept here, so high? As she explored, with her body, legs and fingers, behind her, as she could, hooded, her small wooden-floored, straw-strewn housing, which seemed clearly to be some sort of stall, she discovered, to her joy, within the scope of her chain, which was all that was permitted her, a large, porcelainlike bowl.
17
1152
It had been rinsed, but, from its size, she knew it could not be for feeding or watering, but must be for wastes.
17
1153
Her bladder had been crying for relief, but she had feared to soil the straw, even at the end of the chain.
17
1154
She feared to be again beaten.
Dampness, mustiness, acidic odors, other odors.
Large animals, or many animals.
This place is a barn, she thought, but it is too high for a barn.
What manner of place can this be? What animals, what beasts, what creatures, could be kept here, so high? As she explored, with her body, legs and fingers, behind her, as she could, hooded, her small wooden-floored, straw-strewn housing, which seemed clearly to be some sort of stall, she discovered, to her joy, within the scope of her chain, which was all that was permitted her, a large, porcelainlike bowl.
It had been rinsed, but, from its size, she knew it could not be for feeding or watering, but must be for wastes.
Her bladder had been crying for relief, but she had feared to soil the straw, even at the end of the chain.
She feared to be again beaten.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 17)