Book 30. (1 results) Mariners of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 20 | 287 | "So, I gather," I said, "you love being subject to the whip". |
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Book 30. (7 results) Mariners of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 20 | 284 | It tells me I am a woman, a slave, and a sexual being, a woman not her own but one who belongs to another, as a verr or tarsk might belong to another, one at the mercy of the master who may treat her as he wishes, and whom she must strive to please. |
| 20 | 285 | Even white-silk, I can begin to sense something of what may become of me, how I will be transformed, how helpless I will be in the throes of passion, how I will be so much at a man's mercy, and will beg and cry out in need". |
| 20 | 286 | I had occasionally heard, even on the street outside a tavern's door, a girl cry out in relief and gratitude, the sound carrying from behind the leather curtain of an alcove itself. |
| 20 | 287 | "So, I gather," I said, "you love being subject to the whip". |
| 20 | 288 | "Yes," she said, "being subject to it. |
| 20 | 289 | I do not want to feel it, of course, and will strive to keep it on its peg. |
| 20 | 290 | But, knowing that it will be used on me, if I am not pleasing, thrills me. |
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It tells me I am a woman, a slave, and a sexual being, a woman not her own but one who belongs to another, as a verr or tarsk might belong to another, one at the mercy of the master who may treat her as he wishes, and whom she must strive to please.
Even white-silk, I can begin to sense something of what may become of me, how I will be transformed, how helpless I will be in the throes of passion, how I will be so much at a man's mercy, and will beg and cry out in need".
I had occasionally heard, even on the street outside a tavern's door, a girl cry out in relief and gratitude, the sound carrying from behind the leather curtain of an alcove itself.
"So, I gather," I said, "you love being subject to the whip".
"Yes," she said, "being subject to it.
I do not want to feel it, of course, and will strive to keep it on its peg.
But, knowing that it will be used on me, if I am not pleasing, thrills me.
- (Mariners of Gor, Chapter 20)