Book 32. (1 results) Smugglers of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 17 | 48 | I loved him! I wanted only to be his! I wanted to love and serve him! I wanted to be only his helpless, loving slave! He was here! He must want me. |
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Book 32. (7 results) Smugglers of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 17 | 45 | If escape is so easy, why do so few girls attempt it? Is it because we know ourselves slaves, and rightfully so? I looked up at him, as a meaningless slave to her adored master. |
| 17 | 46 | No longer did I think of escape. |
| 17 | 47 | All such thoughts fled from me. |
| 17 | 48 | I loved him! I wanted only to be his! I wanted to love and serve him! I wanted to be only his helpless, loving slave! He was here! He must want me. |
| 17 | 49 | Was I not his? It was he who had brought me to this, to the bondage which I had feared, and for which I had longed, a bondage in which I must serve, a bondage in which I would know myself owned, a bondage in which I would be a mere property of my master, a bondage in which I would find my fulfillment as a woman, and a slave. |
| 17 | 50 | I was at his feet, the feet of my master! He had followed me, even from Brundisium, so far, to this strange, remote, and wild place, to seek me for his collar! I was his! I looked up at him. |
| 17 | 51 | My lips trembled. |
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If escape is so easy, why do so few girls attempt it? Is it because we know ourselves slaves, and rightfully so? I looked up at him, as a meaningless slave to her adored master.
No longer did I think of escape.
All such thoughts fled from me.
I loved him! I wanted only to be his! I wanted to love and serve him! I wanted to be only his helpless, loving slave! He was here! He must want me.
Was I not his? It was he who had brought me to this, to the bondage which I had feared, and for which I had longed, a bondage in which I must serve, a bondage in which I would know myself owned, a bondage in which I would be a mere property of my master, a bondage in which I would find my fulfillment as a woman, and a slave.
I was at his feet, the feet of my master! He had followed me, even from Brundisium, so far, to this strange, remote, and wild place, to seek me for his collar! I was his! I looked up at him.
My lips trembled.
- (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 17)