Book 34. (1 results) Plunder of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 45 | 61 | I hated him for how he had fooled me! I wondered what it would be to be in his arms, submitting to him as I would have to do, as a slave, as though I could have helped myself! I was no longer my own person, not that I wished to be. |
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Book 34. (7 results) Plunder of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 45 | 58 | Perhaps that was why we served as we did, clad only in our collars. |
| 45 | 59 | I had little doubt that the handsome, red-robed fellow was important, and stood high in the service of Decius Albus. |
| 45 | 60 | He had greeted Lord Grendel upon Lord Grendel's admission into the house; he was on the right side of the room, on the couch nearest the dais; and he had first lifted his goblet to him, during the feast, a prerogative of the feast host. |
| 45 | 61 | I hated him for how he had fooled me! I wondered what it would be to be in his arms, submitting to him as I would have to do, as a slave, as though I could have helped myself! I was no longer my own person, not that I wished to be. |
| 45 | 62 | That had ended when I was collared. |
| 45 | 63 | "Stop staring at the handsome master," hissed the first girl. |
| 45 | 64 | "He is not for you! See what he has chained behind his couch! That is the sort of slave he can command! Why would such a man want one such as you? Now, serve, serve, lazy slut!" "Yes, Mistress!" I said, and hurried again, amongst the tables. |
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Perhaps that was why we served as we did, clad only in our collars.
I had little doubt that the handsome, red-robed fellow was important, and stood high in the service of Decius Albus.
He had greeted Lord Grendel upon Lord Grendel's admission into the house; he was on the right side of the room, on the couch nearest the dais; and he had first lifted his goblet to him, during the feast, a prerogative of the feast host.
I hated him for how he had fooled me! I wondered what it would be to be in his arms, submitting to him as I would have to do, as a slave, as though I could have helped myself! I was no longer my own person, not that I wished to be.
That had ended when I was collared.
"Stop staring at the handsome master," hissed the first girl.
"He is not for you! See what he has chained behind his couch! That is the sort of slave he can command! Why would such a man want one such as you? Now, serve, serve, lazy slut!" "Yes, Mistress!" I said, and hurried again, amongst the tables.
- (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 45)