Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
27
1199
He was a free man; she was kajira, a slave girl.
He was a free man; she was kajira, a slave girl.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 27, Sentence #1199)
Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
27
1196
Then he had had her rejuvenated, become no more than a girl, and had had her danced as a slave.
27
1197
How sweet, she thought, was his revenge.
27
1198
And now, again, there was a radical discrepancy in their stations, but one now a thousand times more radical than that which had characterized their relationship on Earth.
27
1199
He was a free man; she was kajira, a slave girl.
27
1200
"She danced well," said the spokesman.
27
1201
"You saw?" "Of course.
27
1202
You do not think we would let her get away from us, do you?" Ellen, kneeling, her hands tied behind her, the rope on her neck, trembled.
Then he had had her rejuvenated, become no more than a girl, and had had her danced as a slave.
How sweet, she thought, was his revenge.
And now, again, there was a radical discrepancy in their stations, but one now a thousand times more radical than that which had characterized their relationship on Earth.
He was a free man; she was kajira, a slave girl.
"She danced well," said the spokesman.
"You saw?" "Of course.
You do not think we would let her get away from us, do you?" Ellen, kneeling, her hands tied behind her, the rope on her neck, trembled.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 27)