Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 24 | 860 | Such coins would buy more than one round of paga. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 24 | 857 | She saw the whip returned to the exterior whip master. |
| 24 | 858 | The scribe distributed some of the coins to the attending guardsmen. |
| 24 | 859 | "Good," said one of them. |
| 24 | 860 | Such coins would buy more than one round of paga. |
| 24 | 861 | "So," thought Ellen. |
| 24 | 862 | "How cleverly Selius Arconious demeans me! He knows I hate him, that I cannot stand him, that I loathe him! Now he whom I intensely despise chooses to interfere! From where has he come? Why is he here? By what right does he interpose himself betwixt a slave and an agent of her master, the state of Cos? How he humiliates me! So now I should be grateful to him? With what contempt he buys away my whipping! How better could he show his contempt for me? How better could he impress my vulnerability, my nothingness, my slavery, upon me? And so he wishes to put me in his debt, me, whom he so scorns! Am I now supposed to be grateful to him, for this act of calculated humiliation. |
| 24 | 863 | I loathe him! I loathe him!" "You may belly," said the scribe, "and express your gratitude to your benefactor". |
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She saw the whip returned to the exterior whip master.
The scribe distributed some of the coins to the attending guardsmen.
"Good," said one of them.
Such coins would buy more than one round of paga.
"So," thought Ellen.
"How cleverly Selius Arconious demeans me! He knows I hate him, that I cannot stand him, that I loathe him! Now he whom I intensely despise chooses to interfere! From where has he come? Why is he here? By what right does he interpose himself betwixt a slave and an agent of her master, the state of Cos? How he humiliates me! So now I should be grateful to him? With what contempt he buys away my whipping! How better could he show his contempt for me? How better could he impress my vulnerability, my nothingness, my slavery, upon me? And so he wishes to put me in his debt, me, whom he so scorns! Am I now supposed to be grateful to him, for this act of calculated humiliation.
I loathe him! I loathe him!" "You may belly," said the scribe, "and express your gratitude to your benefactor".
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 24)