Book 32. (1 results) Smugglers of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 7 | 291 | Did she expect to ascend them, and thrust her hands through the bars of the gate, and elicit pity; did she think the gate would be opened, and she would be released? Did she not know that there was no escape for the Gorean slave girl, and that that was now what she was? Did she think she had been branded to be freed? She had been branded to be purchased, and put to use. |
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Book 32. (7 results) Smugglers of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 7 | 288 | But now she was a portion, a negligible portion I would suppose, of the wealth of another. |
| 7 | 289 | How lost she was amongst us, so isolated and alone, reduced from her former status, and despised by her sister slaves. |
| 7 | 290 | No wonder, I thought, that she might have broken in the strain, and irrationally, so foolishly, tried to run toward the stairs. |
| 7 | 291 | Did she expect to ascend them, and thrust her hands through the bars of the gate, and elicit pity; did she think the gate would be opened, and she would be released? Did she not know that there was no escape for the Gorean slave girl, and that that was now what she was? Did she think she had been branded to be freed? She had been branded to be purchased, and put to use. |
| 7 | 292 | Certainly there was no escape for me. |
| 7 | 293 | Where was there to escape to? And certainly my body, with its mark, proclaimed me a slave. |
| 7 | 294 | And, I supposed, sooner or later, I would wear a collar. |
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But now she was a portion, a negligible portion I would suppose, of the wealth of another.
How lost she was amongst us, so isolated and alone, reduced from her former status, and despised by her sister slaves.
No wonder, I thought, that she might have broken in the strain, and irrationally, so foolishly, tried to run toward the stairs.
Did she expect to ascend them, and thrust her hands through the bars of the gate, and elicit pity; did she think the gate would be opened, and she would be released? Did she not know that there was no escape for the Gorean slave girl, and that that was now what she was? Did she think she had been branded to be freed? She had been branded to be purchased, and put to use.
Certainly there was no escape for me.
Where was there to escape to? And certainly my body, with its mark, proclaimed me a slave.
And, I supposed, sooner or later, I would wear a collar.
- (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 7)