Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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"How dare you love a free man?" "May not even a she-sleen love her master?" "The she-sleen is a splendid animal," he said.
"How dare you love a free man?" "May not even a she-sleen love her master?" "The she-sleen is a splendid animal," he said.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 30, Sentence #352)
Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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Thus she repines and dares not hope for his love.
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350
Thus she, conscious of the chasms between them, and of her lowliness, and unworthiness, fears to speak her heart.
30
351
Commonly he is well aware of her feelings, but how insulted, how furious, he might be, should she be so unwise or bold as to profess them! "Forgive me, Master," she whispered.
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352
"How dare you love a free man?" "May not even a she-sleen love her master?" "The she-sleen is a splendid animal," he said.
30
353
"You are a mere slave".
30
354
"Forgive me, Master".
30
355
But she did not think he was displeased at her declaration.
Thus she repines and dares not hope for his love.
Thus she, conscious of the chasms between them, and of her lowliness, and unworthiness, fears to speak her heart.
Commonly he is well aware of her feelings, but how insulted, how furious, he might be, should she be so unwise or bold as to profess them! "Forgive me, Master," she whispered.
"How dare you love a free man?" "May not even a she-sleen love her master?" "The she-sleen is a splendid animal," he said.
"You are a mere slave".
"Forgive me, Master".
But she did not think he was displeased at her declaration.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 30)