Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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"Do you realize the will power that has been required for me, day and night, not to seize you, again and again, and put you to slave service? Do you understand what it is to lie in the darkness, with you at my thigh, and not grasp you by the hair as a master a slave, to warn you that your taking is upon you, not force you, in all your embonded loveliness and helplessness, to serve my fiercest pleasures, not seize you in my arms and possess you, yes, possess you, have you, you beautiful, tormenting collared slut, with all the authority, the violence and passion which it is your lot to endure as slave and my right to inflict as master?" "I love you, Master!" cried the slave.
"Do you realize the will power that has been required for me, day and night, not to seize you, again and again, and put you to slave service? Do you understand what it is to lie in the darkness, with you at my thigh, and not grasp you by the hair as a master a slave, to warn you that your taking is upon you, not force you, in all your embonded loveliness and helplessness, to serve my fiercest pleasures, not seize you in my arms and possess you, yes, possess you, have you, you beautiful, tormenting collared slut, with all the authority, the violence and passion which it is your lot to endure as slave and my right to inflict as master?" "I love you, Master!" cried the slave.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 29, Sentence #274)
Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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271
I am going to master you, wholly, Earth slut, every hair of your head, every inch of you!" "Be kind!" she begged.
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"You will know yourself owned," he said.
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273
"Do not whip me, Master!" begged Ellen.
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"Do you realize the will power that has been required for me, day and night, not to seize you, again and again, and put you to slave service? Do you understand what it is to lie in the darkness, with you at my thigh, and not grasp you by the hair as a master a slave, to warn you that your taking is upon you, not force you, in all your embonded loveliness and helplessness, to serve my fiercest pleasures, not seize you in my arms and possess you, yes, possess you, have you, you beautiful, tormenting collared slut, with all the authority, the violence and passion which it is your lot to endure as slave and my right to inflict as master?" "I love you, Master!" cried the slave.
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"But you never touched me, Master! Take me! Take me now! Take your slave! But you did not touch me, Master, why? Why?" "It was a test, slave girl," said he, "and you failed it miserably!" "How a test, Master?" "I thought I would give you some laxity, to see if you could handle it, to see what you were really like.
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And I found out! You are nasty, small, petty and vain!" "No, Master!" cried the slave.
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"You tried to manipulate me, with sorry feminine tricks," he said.
I am going to master you, wholly, Earth slut, every hair of your head, every inch of you!" "Be kind!" she begged.
"You will know yourself owned," he said.
"Do not whip me, Master!" begged Ellen.
"Do you realize the will power that has been required for me, day and night, not to seize you, again and again, and put you to slave service? Do you understand what it is to lie in the darkness, with you at my thigh, and not grasp you by the hair as a master a slave, to warn you that your taking is upon you, not force you, in all your embonded loveliness and helplessness, to serve my fiercest pleasures, not seize you in my arms and possess you, yes, possess you, have you, you beautiful, tormenting collared slut, with all the authority, the violence and passion which it is your lot to endure as slave and my right to inflict as master?" "I love you, Master!" cried the slave.
"But you never touched me, Master! Take me! Take me now! Take your slave! But you did not touch me, Master, why? Why?" "It was a test, slave girl," said he, "and you failed it miserably!" "How a test, Master?" "I thought I would give you some laxity, to see if you could handle it, to see what you were really like.
And I found out! You are nasty, small, petty and vain!" "No, Master!" cried the slave.
"You tried to manipulate me, with sorry feminine tricks," he said.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 29)