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

As she stood there in the basket, in the wind, holding to the side of the basket, the blanket clutched about her, being sped through the night, beneath the moons, she had an odd sense of contentment, and pride. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 19, Sentence #753)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
19 753 As she stood there in the basket, in the wind, holding to the side of the basket, the blanket clutched about her, being sped through the night, beneath the moons, she had an odd sense of contentment, and pride.

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

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
19 750 I may figure as spoils, being seized by one party or another, wearing one chain or another, but I do not think that I have to fear as might free persons fear.
19 751 I would think that it would be Portus Canio, my master, who must fear, and Fel Doron and Tersius Major, his associates and friends, for they are free persons and would doubtless be held accountable for their actions, for theft, treason, or such.
19 752 I am a slave girl, thought Ellen.
19 753 As she stood there in the basket, in the wind, holding to the side of the basket, the blanket clutched about her, being sped through the night, beneath the moons, she had an odd sense of contentment, and pride.
19 754 I have never known such happiness as on Gor, she thought.
19 755 I am so pleased to have been brought here.
19 756 Here, for the first time, I am something, something exact and real.
I may figure as spoils, being seized by one party or another, wearing one chain or another, but I do not think that I have to fear as might free persons fear. I would think that it would be Portus Canio, my master, who must fear, and Fel Doron and Tersius Major, his associates and friends, for they are free persons and would doubtless be held accountable for their actions, for theft, treason, or such. I am a slave girl, thought Ellen. As she stood there in the basket, in the wind, holding to the side of the basket, the blanket clutched about her, being sped through the night, beneath the moons, she had an odd sense of contentment, and pride. I have never known such happiness as on Gor, she thought. I am so pleased to have been brought here. Here, for the first time, I am something, something exact and real. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 19)