Book 34. (1 results) Plunder of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 49 | 201 | What free man, looking upon a free woman of possible interest, does not, in his imagination, consider her as a slave, how she might look, barefoot in a tunic, a collar on her neck? Does he not idly ponder how she might look, bellied and bound before him? Does he not wonder, sometimes, what might be the feel of her small tongue, licking his feet? What free woman, one of possible interest, has not, in the imagination of a thousand men, been a thousand times undressed and put upon a block? After all, even in the glory of her freedom, she is a woman, and a member of the slave sex. |
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Book 34. (7 results) Plunder of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 49 | 198 | I knew her well, from a wharf in Victoria, from a street in Ar. |
| 49 | 199 | I looked up at her, as a slave looks upon a free woman, with awe, trepidation, and fear, but also with a slave's speculation, and appraisal. |
| 49 | 200 | Is she truly so great, and important? What would she bring, stripped, on the block? Would she be worth bidding on? The particular nature of these speculations may be most germane to slaves, whose chains and collars have well accustomed them to thinking of themselves as properties and merchandise, and other members of their sex, as well, but I suspect similar speculations are not unknown to men. |
| 49 | 201 | What free man, looking upon a free woman of possible interest, does not, in his imagination, consider her as a slave, how she might look, barefoot in a tunic, a collar on her neck? Does he not idly ponder how she might look, bellied and bound before him? Does he not wonder, sometimes, what might be the feel of her small tongue, licking his feet? What free woman, one of possible interest, has not, in the imagination of a thousand men, been a thousand times undressed and put upon a block? After all, even in the glory of her freedom, she is a woman, and a member of the slave sex. |
| 49 | 202 | "May I present my lovely colleague, the noble Lady Alexina, of the House of Portia, in Victoria?" "I am delighted, but puzzled," said Kurik, bowing. |
| 49 | 203 | "Puzzled?" asked Decius Albus. |
| 49 | 204 | "I do not believe I am known to the noble lady, or she to me, and yet she, though certainly to my gratification, chooses to appear before me, a stranger, unveiled," said Kurik. |
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I knew her well, from a wharf in Victoria, from a street in Ar.
I looked up at her, as a slave looks upon a free woman, with awe, trepidation, and fear, but also with a slave's speculation, and appraisal.
Is she truly so great, and important? What would she bring, stripped, on the block? Would she be worth bidding on? The particular nature of these speculations may be most germane to slaves, whose chains and collars have well accustomed them to thinking of themselves as properties and merchandise, and other members of their sex, as well, but I suspect similar speculations are not unknown to men.
What free man, looking upon a free woman of possible interest, does not, in his imagination, consider her as a slave, how she might look, barefoot in a tunic, a collar on her neck? Does he not idly ponder how she might look, bellied and bound before him? Does he not wonder, sometimes, what might be the feel of her small tongue, licking his feet? What free woman, one of possible interest, has not, in the imagination of a thousand men, been a thousand times undressed and put upon a block? After all, even in the glory of her freedom, she is a woman, and a member of the slave sex.
"May I present my lovely colleague, the noble Lady Alexina, of the House of Portia, in Victoria?" "I am delighted, but puzzled," said Kurik, bowing.
"Puzzled?" asked Decius Albus.
"I do not believe I am known to the noble lady, or she to me, and yet she, though certainly to my gratification, chooses to appear before me, a stranger, unveiled," said Kurik.
- (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 49)