Book 32. (1 results) Smugglers of Gor (Individual Quote)
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52
784
"It is a great honor," I said, "for a woman of my world, such a world, to be adjudged worthy of a Gorean collar".
"It is a great honor," I said, "for a woman of my world, such a world, to be adjudged worthy of a Gorean collar".
- (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 52, Sentence #784)
Book 32. (7 results) Smugglers of Gor (Context Quote)
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Quote
52
781
"To be sure," he said, "I thought you would look well in ropes, and a collar.
52
782
Else you, a confused Earth slut, knowing nothing of your place, and your nature, would not have been brought to Gor.
52
783
You should have been left to pine and languish in your shallow, tepid world, left, if anything, to the timid, polite, fumbling attentions of psychologically emasculated pseudomales, conditioned from infancy to disown their own nature, and deny their own blood, the creatures of a pathological world where nature and truth are against the law, against laws brought into being by those who would deny both truth and nature".
52
784
"It is a great honor," I said, "for a woman of my world, such a world, to be adjudged worthy of a Gorean collar".
52
785
"'Worthy'?" he said.
52
786
"Forgive me, Master," I said.
52
787
"Do you think you, a woman of your world, any woman of your world, is worthy to be the slave of a Gorean male?" "No, Master," I said.
"To be sure," he said, "I thought you would look well in ropes, and a collar.
Else you, a confused Earth slut, knowing nothing of your place, and your nature, would not have been brought to Gor.
You should have been left to pine and languish in your shallow, tepid world, left, if anything, to the timid, polite, fumbling attentions of psychologically emasculated pseudomales, conditioned from infancy to disown their own nature, and deny their own blood, the creatures of a pathological world where nature and truth are against the law, against laws brought into being by those who would deny both truth and nature".
"It is a great honor," I said, "for a woman of my world, such a world, to be adjudged worthy of a Gorean collar".
"'Worthy'?" he said.
"Forgive me, Master," I said.
"Do you think you, a woman of your world, any woman of your world, is worthy to be the slave of a Gorean male?" "No, Master," I said.
- (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 52)