Book 29. (7 results) Swordsmen of Gor (Context Quote)
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Quote
18
509
But the camp guards have reconnoitered, and have hurriedly departed, that their swords may be saved for the defense of their Home Stone.
18
510
And then the women discover the camp is surrounded, and invaded, and then tents are afire, and then men are about, rude strangers, laughing and shouting.
18
511
Coffers are being forced open, and precious vessels, and handfuls of coins and jewelry, are being seized; silken hangings are draped on brawny arms; amphorae are unearthed; the odor of paga pervades the camp, and common warriors, perhaps for the first time, taste rare ka-la-na, guzzling it like kal-da.
18
512
The women, then, of whatever station, whether low-born or high, whether of high caste or low, together with camp slaves, are herded to the center of the blackened, smoldering camp, where all must, at a word, disrobe themselves, both bond and free, to be assessed, as though in a field market.
18
513
One woman speaks imperiously to a slave, as is her wont, and, to her astonishment, and pain, is slapped.
18
514
And then, later, the free women, who thought to feast this night in a conquered city, are led in coffle, naked, hastened by whips, through alien gates.
18
515
"How then will the feast be served?" inquired Tajima.
But the camp guards have reconnoitered, and have hurriedly departed, that their swords may be saved for the defense of their Home Stone.
And then the women discover the camp is surrounded, and invaded, and then tents are afire, and then men are about, rude strangers, laughing and shouting.
Coffers are being forced open, and precious vessels, and handfuls of coins and jewelry, are being seized; silken hangings are draped on brawny arms; amphorae are unearthed; the odor of paga pervades the camp, and common warriors, perhaps for the first time, taste rare ka-la-na, guzzling it like kal-da.
The women, then, of whatever station, whether low-born or high, whether of high caste or low, together with camp slaves, are herded to the center of the blackened, smoldering camp, where all must, at a word, disrobe themselves, both bond and free, to be assessed, as though in a field market.
One woman speaks imperiously to a slave, as is her wont, and, to her astonishment, and pain, is slapped.
And then, later, the free women, who thought to feast this night in a conquered city, are led in coffle, naked, hastened by whips, through alien gates.
"How then will the feast be served?" inquired Tajima.
- (Swordsmen of Gor, Chapter )