Book 28. (1 results) Kur of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 78 | 106 | "The master who is fond of his slave," said the brunette, "would surely be concerned, at least to some extent, to assuage the needs of his property, to relieve the miseries of her tensions, to attend to her slave fires, which he has done so much to ignite and stoke?" "Certainly," said Corinna, "but he may keep her in suspense, see to it that she begs prettily, and such, and sometimes, the monsters, will bring us to the brink of ecstasy, for which each particle of our hungering, raging body cries out, and then pause, that we may the better know ourselves as subdued and helpless slaves, fully at the mercy of our masters, and then, if they wish, when they wish, if we beg desperately and piteously enough, they might grant us the tiny kiss or touch which sends us weeping amongst the stars". |
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Book 28. (7 results) Kur of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 78 | 103 | "It is surely another reason they hate us," said Corinna, "and with such ferocity". |
| 78 | 104 | "Might they not envy us?" asked the brunette slave. |
| 78 | 105 | "Doubtless they do, and cruelly," said Corinna, "but one would dare not even suggest such a thing, lest they would see to it that the flesh were lashed from our bones". |
| 78 | 106 | "The master who is fond of his slave," said the brunette, "would surely be concerned, at least to some extent, to assuage the needs of his property, to relieve the miseries of her tensions, to attend to her slave fires, which he has done so much to ignite and stoke?" "Certainly," said Corinna, "but he may keep her in suspense, see to it that she begs prettily, and such, and sometimes, the monsters, will bring us to the brink of ecstasy, for which each particle of our hungering, raging body cries out, and then pause, that we may the better know ourselves as subdued and helpless slaves, fully at the mercy of our masters, and then, if they wish, when they wish, if we beg desperately and piteously enough, they might grant us the tiny kiss or touch which sends us weeping amongst the stars". |
| 78 | 107 | "My master does not touch me," wept the brunette. |
| 78 | 108 | "How cruel are the masters!" exclaimed Corinna. |
| 78 | 109 | The brunette pulled against the chain on her ankle. |
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"It is surely another reason they hate us," said Corinna, "and with such ferocity".
"Might they not envy us?" asked the brunette slave.
"Doubtless they do, and cruelly," said Corinna, "but one would dare not even suggest such a thing, lest they would see to it that the flesh were lashed from our bones".
"The master who is fond of his slave," said the brunette, "would surely be concerned, at least to some extent, to assuage the needs of his property, to relieve the miseries of her tensions, to attend to her slave fires, which he has done so much to ignite and stoke?" "Certainly," said Corinna, "but he may keep her in suspense, see to it that she begs prettily, and such, and sometimes, the monsters, will bring us to the brink of ecstasy, for which each particle of our hungering, raging body cries out, and then pause, that we may the better know ourselves as subdued and helpless slaves, fully at the mercy of our masters, and then, if they wish, when they wish, if we beg desperately and piteously enough, they might grant us the tiny kiss or touch which sends us weeping amongst the stars".
"My master does not touch me," wept the brunette.
"How cruel are the masters!" exclaimed Corinna.
The brunette pulled against the chain on her ankle.
- (Kur of Gor, Chapter 78)