Book 34. (1 results) Plunder of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 51 | 311 | What a fool I had been! Did I not know that I was a slave? Did I not know that there was a collar on my neck, a brand on my thigh? Did I not know that slaves were worthless animals, that we were to be demeaned, scorned, exploited, worked, and ravished, that our purpose was to serve our masters and see to it that they received from us, at any moment they might desire, the most inordinate pleasures derivable from the body of a slave? "May I speak?" I begged. |
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Book 34. (7 results) Plunder of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 51 | 308 | The guard became aware of Kurik's presence at about the same time that Kurik employed the lamp stand. |
| 51 | 309 | Seven or eight Ehn later Kurik, the Lady Bina, in the robes of the Lady Alexina, and I were ready to exit the Renata Chamber. |
| 51 | 310 | I could still taste the blood in my mouth, from the cuffing I had received. |
| 51 | 311 | What a fool I had been! Did I not know that I was a slave? Did I not know that there was a collar on my neck, a brand on my thigh? Did I not know that slaves were worthless animals, that we were to be demeaned, scorned, exploited, worked, and ravished, that our purpose was to serve our masters and see to it that they received from us, at any moment they might desire, the most inordinate pleasures derivable from the body of a slave? "May I speak?" I begged. |
| 51 | 312 | "Yes," said he. |
| 51 | 313 | I fell to my knees before him, Kurik, of Victoria, my master. |
| 51 | 314 | I, though a slave, had dared to speak my heart to him. |
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The guard became aware of Kurik's presence at about the same time that Kurik employed the lamp stand.
Seven or eight Ehn later Kurik, the Lady Bina, in the robes of the Lady Alexina, and I were ready to exit the Renata Chamber.
I could still taste the blood in my mouth, from the cuffing I had received.
What a fool I had been! Did I not know that I was a slave? Did I not know that there was a collar on my neck, a brand on my thigh? Did I not know that slaves were worthless animals, that we were to be demeaned, scorned, exploited, worked, and ravished, that our purpose was to serve our masters and see to it that they received from us, at any moment they might desire, the most inordinate pleasures derivable from the body of a slave? "May I speak?" I begged.
"Yes," said he.
I fell to my knees before him, Kurik, of Victoria, my master.
I, though a slave, had dared to speak my heart to him.
- (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 51)