Book 31. (1 results) Conspirators of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 22 | 69 | Why then had he not seized me, and cast me to his feet, and pointed to his boots that I might lie on my belly before him, and cover them, as I wished, with the kisses of a trembling, submitted slave? Why had he not done so? What an absurd excuse, honor! What was honor? There was blood, steel, and gold, and the might of masters, and the soft flesh of helpless, collared slaves! Where in all this was honor? What was honor? "I do think, friend Astrinax," said Kleomenes, leader of the hunters, "that it would be unwise for you to proceed further into the Voltai". |
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Book 31. (7 results) Conspirators of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 22 | 66 | In the wagon, I had presented myself to him as, in effect, a begging slave, and I had been rejected! I was sure, from a thousand things, here and there, now and then, large and small, that he found me of slave interest. |
| 22 | 67 | I think he wanted this slave. |
| 22 | 68 | I think he burned for her. |
| 22 | 69 | Why then had he not seized me, and cast me to his feet, and pointed to his boots that I might lie on my belly before him, and cover them, as I wished, with the kisses of a trembling, submitted slave? Why had he not done so? What an absurd excuse, honor! What was honor? There was blood, steel, and gold, and the might of masters, and the soft flesh of helpless, collared slaves! Where in all this was honor? What was honor? "I do think, friend Astrinax," said Kleomenes, leader of the hunters, "that it would be unwise for you to proceed further into the Voltai". |
| 22 | 70 | Kleomenes, as would be expected, assumed that the leader of our expedition was Astrinax. |
| 22 | 71 | For example, the Lady Bina deferred to him. |
| 22 | 72 | And, presumably, he would be unaware of what might lurk in the night, somewhere beyond the light of the fire. |
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In the wagon, I had presented myself to him as, in effect, a begging slave, and I had been rejected! I was sure, from a thousand things, here and there, now and then, large and small, that he found me of slave interest.
I think he wanted this slave.
I think he burned for her.
Why then had he not seized me, and cast me to his feet, and pointed to his boots that I might lie on my belly before him, and cover them, as I wished, with the kisses of a trembling, submitted slave? Why had he not done so? What an absurd excuse, honor! What was honor? There was blood, steel, and gold, and the might of masters, and the soft flesh of helpless, collared slaves! Where in all this was honor? What was honor? "I do think, friend Astrinax," said Kleomenes, leader of the hunters, "that it would be unwise for you to proceed further into the Voltai".
Kleomenes, as would be expected, assumed that the leader of our expedition was Astrinax.
For example, the Lady Bina deferred to him.
And, presumably, he would be unaware of what might lurk in the night, somewhere beyond the light of the fire.
- (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 22)