Book 32. (1 results) Smugglers of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
39
428
Perhaps a free woman flings herself to her knees, before the reddened sword of a helmeted enemy, ready to strike, drunk with the lust of killing and looting.
Perhaps a free woman flings herself to her knees, before the reddened sword of a helmeted enemy, ready to strike, drunk with the lust of killing and looting.
- (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 39, Sentence #428)
Book 32. (7 results) Smugglers of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
39
425
She will later learn their meaning.
39
426
"I am a kajira," "I am a female slave," "I am a slave girl".
39
427
Let us suppose a city has fallen, buildings are roaring with flame, blood is in the streets, walls collapse, the air is thick with choking, stinging smoke.
39
428
Perhaps a free woman flings herself to her knees, before the reddened sword of a helmeted enemy, ready to strike, drunk with the lust of killing and looting.
39
429
The blade is poised.
39
430
She throws back her hood and tears away her veils, and her mouth is exposed to the conqueror.
39
431
"La kajiral " she cries.
She will later learn their meaning.
"I am a kajira," "I am a female slave," "I am a slave girl".
Let us suppose a city has fallen, buildings are roaring with flame, blood is in the streets, walls collapse, the air is thick with choking, stinging smoke.
Perhaps a free woman flings herself to her knees, before the reddened sword of a helmeted enemy, ready to strike, drunk with the lust of killing and looting.
The blade is poised.
She throws back her hood and tears away her veils, and her mouth is exposed to the conqueror.
"La kajiral " she cries.
- (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 39)