Book 34. (1 results) Plunder of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 61 | 450 | I saw Tyrtaios, standing easily, his sword unsheathed, who had not stirred from his earlier position to the side, regard her. |
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Book 34. (7 results) Plunder of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 61 | 447 | What but another beast, gross and ruthless, agile and powerful, could find her so? The former Lady Alexina, blond-haired and blue-eyed, now collared, and doubtless marked, wholly stripped, as were we all, knelt toward the center of our group. |
| 61 | 448 | It is not unusual for slaves to be kept naked; it helps to remind them, like the collar on their necks and the mark on their thigh, that they are slaves. |
| 61 | 449 | Surely I knew well the joy of being kept naked before my master. |
| 61 | 450 | I saw Tyrtaios, standing easily, his sword unsheathed, who had not stirred from his earlier position to the side, regard her. |
| 61 | 451 | She trembled in terror, and put her head down, and tried to hide herself amongst the others, others whom yesterday she might have despised, but from whom she was now no different, merely another kajira. |
| 61 | 452 | I looked up at my master. |
| 61 | 453 | The slave is well accustomed to looking up at free persons from her knees. |
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What but another beast, gross and ruthless, agile and powerful, could find her so? The former Lady Alexina, blond-haired and blue-eyed, now collared, and doubtless marked, wholly stripped, as were we all, knelt toward the center of our group.
It is not unusual for slaves to be kept naked; it helps to remind them, like the collar on their necks and the mark on their thigh, that they are slaves.
Surely I knew well the joy of being kept naked before my master.
I saw Tyrtaios, standing easily, his sword unsheathed, who had not stirred from his earlier position to the side, regard her.
She trembled in terror, and put her head down, and tried to hide herself amongst the others, others whom yesterday she might have despised, but from whom she was now no different, merely another kajira.
I looked up at my master.
The slave is well accustomed to looking up at free persons from her knees.
- (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 61)