Book 31. (1 results) Conspirators of Gor (Individual Quote)
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Quote
51
247
Knowing that Desmond of Harfax was a decent and honorable man, though he might be a fearsome and demanding master, I was not afraid that I would be fed to sleen, cast to leech plants, or such.
Knowing that Desmond of Harfax was a decent and honorable man, though he might be a fearsome and demanding master, I was not afraid that I would be fed to sleen, cast to leech plants, or such.
- (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 51, Sentence #247)
Book 31. (7 results) Conspirators of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
51
244
For Ahn, until dawn, I listened to the conversation, the recollections, the pleasantries, the merriment, in the next room.
51
245
Then it was quiet outside the room, and, after a bit, after struggling a little, futilely, and hearing the light sound of the chain on the floor, which held me to the ring, I fell asleep.
51
246
I did not know what would be done with me.
51
247
Knowing that Desmond of Harfax was a decent and honorable man, though he might be a fearsome and demanding master, I was not afraid that I would be fed to sleen, cast to leech plants, or such.
51
248
I was afraid that I might not be kept, that I might be given away, or sold.
51
249
I knew I had not been pleasing, and it is a frightening and terrible thing for a slave not to be pleasing to her master.
51
250
I did not awaken for several Ahn, because it was late morning, or early afternoon, when I stirred, and, as my consciousness and remembrance returned, found myself as I had been before, a bound slave.
For Ahn, until dawn, I listened to the conversation, the recollections, the pleasantries, the merriment, in the next room.
Then it was quiet outside the room, and, after a bit, after struggling a little, futilely, and hearing the light sound of the chain on the floor, which held me to the ring, I fell asleep.
I did not know what would be done with me.
Knowing that Desmond of Harfax was a decent and honorable man, though he might be a fearsome and demanding master, I was not afraid that I would be fed to sleen, cast to leech plants, or such.
I was afraid that I might not be kept, that I might be given away, or sold.
I knew I had not been pleasing, and it is a frightening and terrible thing for a slave not to be pleasing to her master.
I did not awaken for several Ahn, because it was late morning, or early afternoon, when I stirred, and, as my consciousness and remembrance returned, found myself as I had been before, a bound slave.
- (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 51)