Book 31. (1 results) Conspirators of Gor (Individual Quote)
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17
150
But men, too, the monsters, seem to enjoy having women helpless before them, fully at their mercy, and what woman, rendered so helpless, does not then the better understand that she is a woman.
But men, too, the monsters, seem to enjoy having women helpless before them, fully at their mercy, and what woman, rendered so helpless, does not then the better understand that she is a woman.
- (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 17, Sentence #150)
Book 31. (7 results) Conspirators of Gor (Context Quote)
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17
147
I supposed it would then be difficult for them to pilfer small objects, dared they to do so.
17
148
On the other hand, I suspected there were subtler reasons underlying this lovely constraint.
17
149
Does it not remind the girl that she is a slave, and only a slave? Certainly she is constrained as one.
17
150
But men, too, the monsters, seem to enjoy having women helpless before them, fully at their mercy, and what woman, rendered so helpless, does not then the better understand that she is a woman.
17
151
Too, of course, it helps to draw a sharper distinction between us and free women, as though the scantiness of our tunics, and the obviousness of our lovely, slender, locked collars, compared to the richness of their robes, and veils, and half veils, were not enough! I saw a lovely-legged, long-haired girl in a brief blue tunic.
17
152
I did not know if that were because her master favored the blue, or if he might be a scribe.
17
153
A vendor went by, just below our level, on the walkway, hawking tastas.
I supposed it would then be difficult for them to pilfer small objects, dared they to do so.
On the other hand, I suspected there were subtler reasons underlying this lovely constraint.
Does it not remind the girl that she is a slave, and only a slave? Certainly she is constrained as one.
But men, too, the monsters, seem to enjoy having women helpless before them, fully at their mercy, and what woman, rendered so helpless, does not then the better understand that she is a woman.
Too, of course, it helps to draw a sharper distinction between us and free women, as though the scantiness of our tunics, and the obviousness of our lovely, slender, locked collars, compared to the richness of their robes, and veils, and half veils, were not enough! I saw a lovely-legged, long-haired girl in a brief blue tunic.
I did not know if that were because her master favored the blue, or if he might be a scribe.
A vendor went by, just below our level, on the walkway, hawking tastas.
- (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 17)