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Book 34. (1 results) Plunder of Gor (Individual Quote)

Free me! Have pity! Have mercy upon me! Buy me, and restore me to freedom!" I noted, but scarcely registered it at the time, that the girls in the cages about, those in the vicinity, had knelt, and pressed their heads fearfully to the metal floors of their tiny, sturdy confinements. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #323)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
9 323 Free me! Have pity! Have mercy upon me! Buy me, and restore me to freedom!" I noted, but scarcely registered it at the time, that the girls in the cages about, those in the vicinity, had knelt, and pressed their heads fearfully to the metal floors of their tiny, sturdy confinements.

Book 34. (7 results) Plunder of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
9 320 "I am such as you, a woman, but, hapless, have fallen upon hard times.
9 321 Behold, I am afflicted by a most grievous plight! I find myself in the throes of misery and helplessness.
9 322 See how I am! See what has been done to me! I would be free.
9 323 Free me! Have pity! Have mercy upon me! Buy me, and restore me to freedom!" I noted, but scarcely registered it at the time, that the girls in the cages about, those in the vicinity, had knelt, and pressed their heads fearfully to the metal floors of their tiny, sturdy confinements.
9 324 The free woman approached, seemingly incredulously.
9 325 Her robes seemed hardly to move.
9 326 Might not a looming rainbow of ice, floating in some arctic sea, have moved so, with such even, sedate, chill menace? She looked down.
"I am such as you, a woman, but, hapless, have fallen upon hard times. Behold, I am afflicted by a most grievous plight! I find myself in the throes of misery and helplessness. See how I am! See what has been done to me! I would be free. Free me! Have pity! Have mercy upon me! Buy me, and restore me to freedom!" I noted, but scarcely registered it at the time, that the girls in the cages about, those in the vicinity, had knelt, and pressed their heads fearfully to the metal floors of their tiny, sturdy confinements. The free woman approached, seemingly incredulously. Her robes seemed hardly to move. Might not a looming rainbow of ice, floating in some arctic sea, have moved so, with such even, sedate, chill menace? She looked down. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 9)