Book 30. (1 results) Mariners of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 20 | 175 | "No," she said, "Alcinoë is a small slave, a weak slave, a helpless, vulnerable slave. |
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Book 30. (7 results) Mariners of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 20 | 172 | It is also designed not to mark, for one would not wish to lower the value of a slave. |
| 20 | 173 | There are differences, of course, amongst slaves. |
| 20 | 174 | "You are not a strong slave," I said. |
| 20 | 175 | "No," she said, "Alcinoë is a small slave, a weak slave, a helpless, vulnerable slave. |
| 20 | 176 | She cries easily, she has little control over her emotions, her skin is much alive. |
| 20 | 177 | It is thin, soft, and sensitive!" I was pleased to hear this, for the body of such a woman can become a burning tissue of awareness. |
| 20 | 178 | It is, far beyond that of duller women, alive and helpless, aware of the tiniest differences of temperature and air, and acutely so if naked or in a tunic; it is aware of the smallest differences in textures and fabrics, in the feel of fur, in the weaving of a mat under bare feet, the coolness of a scarlet tile, the whisper of silk on a thigh, the coarseness of a rope bound about her body, a strap on her wrist, the clasp of slave bracelets, holding her small hands behind her body, the weight of shackles on fair limbs. |
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It is also designed not to mark, for one would not wish to lower the value of a slave.
There are differences, of course, amongst slaves.
"You are not a strong slave," I said.
"No," she said, "Alcinoë is a small slave, a weak slave, a helpless, vulnerable slave.
She cries easily, she has little control over her emotions, her skin is much alive.
It is thin, soft, and sensitive!" I was pleased to hear this, for the body of such a woman can become a burning tissue of awareness.
It is, far beyond that of duller women, alive and helpless, aware of the tiniest differences of temperature and air, and acutely so if naked or in a tunic; it is aware of the smallest differences in textures and fabrics, in the feel of fur, in the weaving of a mat under bare feet, the coolness of a scarlet tile, the whisper of silk on a thigh, the coarseness of a rope bound about her body, a strap on her wrist, the clasp of slave bracelets, holding her small hands behind her body, the weight of shackles on fair limbs.
- (Mariners of Gor, Chapter 20)