Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
20
257
Now I am only a collared slut, an aroused, needful, begging slave! Masters, have mercy on me! I will try to please you, Masters! Take pity on a needful slave! Then, suddenly, her attention was directed ahead.
Now I am only a collared slut, an aroused, needful, begging slave! Masters, have mercy on me! I will try to please you, Masters! Take pity on a needful slave! Then, suddenly, her attention was directed ahead.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 20, Sentence #257)
Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
20
254
You have a Ph.
20
255
! Again she laughed, in the whistling wind, speeding through the night.
20
256
That is all behind me now, she thought.
20
257
Now I am only a collared slut, an aroused, needful, begging slave! Masters, have mercy on me! I will try to please you, Masters! Take pity on a needful slave! Then, suddenly, her attention was directed ahead.
20
258
It seemed that there was, incredibly, a light in the third basket, that of Tersius Major, a sheltered lantern, swinging.
20
259
Then it was gone.
20
260
She looked about and saw, or thought she saw, a tiny point of light in the distance, some hundreds of feet above the ground, perhaps hundreds of yards away, to the right.
You have a Ph.
! Again she laughed, in the whistling wind, speeding through the night.
That is all behind me now, she thought.
Now I am only a collared slut, an aroused, needful, begging slave! Masters, have mercy on me! I will try to please you, Masters! Take pity on a needful slave! Then, suddenly, her attention was directed ahead.
It seemed that there was, incredibly, a light in the third basket, that of Tersius Major, a sheltered lantern, swinging.
Then it was gone.
She looked about and saw, or thought she saw, a tiny point of light in the distance, some hundreds of feet above the ground, perhaps hundreds of yards away, to the right.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 20)