Book 31. (1 results) Conspirators of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 20 | 33 | Is the slave not to keep her thoughts to herself? Is she not to conceal her love for her master? And yet I knew, from a hundred slaves, in the house of Tenalion, and in Ar, from the streets and markets, and from the camps, and elsewhere, that it was common, almost universal, for a girl to love the man at whose feet she knelt, he in whose collar she was fastened. |
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Book 31. (7 results) Conspirators of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 20 | 30 | A slave is less than the dirt beneath the sandals of a free person. |
| 20 | 31 | What could her love be but a foolishness, a joke, a source of merriment, an absurdity, an insult, an embarrassment? How fortunate she was that she had not been beaten. |
| 20 | 32 | Had he been her master, as he was not, she might have been sold the next morning. |
| 20 | 33 | Is the slave not to keep her thoughts to herself? Is she not to conceal her love for her master? And yet I knew, from a hundred slaves, in the house of Tenalion, and in Ar, from the streets and markets, and from the camps, and elsewhere, that it was common, almost universal, for a girl to love the man at whose feet she knelt, he in whose collar she was fastened. |
| 20 | 34 | This has to do, doubtless, with a great many things, but, one supposes, it has to do, given its pervasiveness, with nature, nature given the institutional enhancements of civilization. |
| 20 | 35 | One owns and one is owned; one is master and one is slave. |
| 20 | 36 | A woman wishes to be reassured of her value, and on the block she is in no doubt as to the matter, as men bid on her. |
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A slave is less than the dirt beneath the sandals of a free person.
What could her love be but a foolishness, a joke, a source of merriment, an absurdity, an insult, an embarrassment? How fortunate she was that she had not been beaten.
Had he been her master, as he was not, she might have been sold the next morning.
Is the slave not to keep her thoughts to herself? Is she not to conceal her love for her master? And yet I knew, from a hundred slaves, in the house of Tenalion, and in Ar, from the streets and markets, and from the camps, and elsewhere, that it was common, almost universal, for a girl to love the man at whose feet she knelt, he in whose collar she was fastened.
This has to do, doubtless, with a great many things, but, one supposes, it has to do, given its pervasiveness, with nature, nature given the institutional enhancements of civilization.
One owns and one is owned; one is master and one is slave.
A woman wishes to be reassured of her value, and on the block she is in no doubt as to the matter, as men bid on her.
- (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 20)