Book 7. (1 results) Captive of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
8
914
Ute reached it first, laughing, falling to her hands and knees and putting her head down to the grass, her hair falling over the sandal of one of the two guards waiting there.
Ute reached it first, laughing, falling to her hands and knees and putting her head down to the grass, her hair falling over the sandal of one of the two guards waiting there.
- (Captive of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #914)
Book 7. (7 results) Captive of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
8
911
"Oh!" I cried, in pain, and leaped to my feet, and ran stumbling toward the fire.
8
912
They were swifter than we, of course, so each of us, from our particular herdsman, one to each of us, before reaching the goal, would feel the strap several times.
8
913
Ute, Lana and I ran, laughing and stumbling, barefoot, squealing in protest, crying out in pain, through the darkness over the grass toward the fire.
8
914
Ute reached it first, laughing, falling to her hands and knees and putting her head down to the grass, her hair falling over the sandal of one of the two guards waiting there.
8
915
"I beg to serve you, Masters!" she gasped, laughing.
8
916
Lana was but an instant behind her and she, too, fell to her hands and knees, head down.
8
917
"I beg to serve you, Masters!" she cried.
"Oh!" I cried, in pain, and leaped to my feet, and ran stumbling toward the fire.
They were swifter than we, of course, so each of us, from our particular herdsman, one to each of us, before reaching the goal, would feel the strap several times.
Ute, Lana and I ran, laughing and stumbling, barefoot, squealing in protest, crying out in pain, through the darkness over the grass toward the fire.
Ute reached it first, laughing, falling to her hands and knees and putting her head down to the grass, her hair falling over the sandal of one of the two guards waiting there.
"I beg to serve you, Masters!" she gasped, laughing.
Lana was but an instant behind her and she, too, fell to her hands and knees, head down.
"I beg to serve you, Masters!" she cried.
- (Captive of Gor, Chapter 8)