Book 34. (1 results) Plunder of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 26 | 112 | How heavy then would be her chains, how cruel the stroke of the lash! Too, the recovered slave girl risks at least a severe beating, but perhaps, as well, a hamstringing, or being disposed of, perhaps being fed to sleen, or being cast, naked and bound, amongst writhing, ravenous leech plants. |
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Book 34. (7 results) Plunder of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 26 | 109 | I did not think of escape, of course, as I was collared. |
| 26 | 110 | Tunicked, collared, and marked, there is no escape for the Gorean slave girl. |
| 26 | 111 | The best she might hope for would be to fall into the hands of a new master, who would know she has fled a former master. |
| 26 | 112 | How heavy then would be her chains, how cruel the stroke of the lash! Too, the recovered slave girl risks at least a severe beating, but perhaps, as well, a hamstringing, or being disposed of, perhaps being fed to sleen, or being cast, naked and bound, amongst writhing, ravenous leech plants. |
| 26 | 113 | But I did not even wish to escape, for I had found myself on this perilous, beautiful world. |
| 26 | 114 | I had learned something on Gor, of which I had been unaware, or, better, not completely or fully aware, on my former world, that I belonged in a slave collar. |
| 26 | 115 | How thrilled I was to be so reduced, so shamed, so owned! I dare not speak for other women, being a mere slave, but, for me, it was right. |
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I did not think of escape, of course, as I was collared.
Tunicked, collared, and marked, there is no escape for the Gorean slave girl.
The best she might hope for would be to fall into the hands of a new master, who would know she has fled a former master.
How heavy then would be her chains, how cruel the stroke of the lash! Too, the recovered slave girl risks at least a severe beating, but perhaps, as well, a hamstringing, or being disposed of, perhaps being fed to sleen, or being cast, naked and bound, amongst writhing, ravenous leech plants.
But I did not even wish to escape, for I had found myself on this perilous, beautiful world.
I had learned something on Gor, of which I had been unaware, or, better, not completely or fully aware, on my former world, that I belonged in a slave collar.
How thrilled I was to be so reduced, so shamed, so owned! I dare not speak for other women, being a mere slave, but, for me, it was right.
- (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 26)