Book 7. (1 results) Captive of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
9
323
The first girl, throwing back her head to the moons, screamed and tore her skins to the waist, writhing.
The first girl, throwing back her head to the moons, screamed and tore her skins to the waist, writhing.
- (Captive of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #323)
Book 7. (7 results) Captive of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
9
320
Then another girl joined her, and another, and another.
9
321
And then another! Stamping, turning, crying out, moaning, clawing at the moons, they danced.
9
322
Then there were none who had not entered that savage circle, save Verna, the band's leader, proud and superb, armed and disdainful, and Elinor Brinton, a bound slave.
9
323
The first girl, throwing back her head to the moons, screamed and tore her skins to the waist, writhing.
9
324
Then, for the first time I noticed, in the center of the circle, there were four heavy stakes, about six inches in height, dark in the grass.
9
325
They formed a small, but ample, square.
9
326
I shuddered.
Then another girl joined her, and another, and another.
And then another! Stamping, turning, crying out, moaning, clawing at the moons, they danced.
Then there were none who had not entered that savage circle, save Verna, the band's leader, proud and superb, armed and disdainful, and Elinor Brinton, a bound slave.
The first girl, throwing back her head to the moons, screamed and tore her skins to the waist, writhing.
Then, for the first time I noticed, in the center of the circle, there were four heavy stakes, about six inches in height, dark in the grass.
They formed a small, but ample, square.
I shuddered.
- (Captive of Gor, Chapter 9)