Book 35. (1 results) Quarry of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 1 | 256 | The searing brand had muchly stung, burning as it was applied and lifted, so routinely, so unmistakably and efficiently, but, in my weeping, there were mixed tears of joy. |
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Book 35. (7 results) Quarry of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 1 | 253 | I did not wish to be whipped, but I wanted to be subject to his whip, and know that if I were not pleasing it would be used on me. |
| 1 | 254 | I lay there, on the stones, clutching the tiny blanket about me, in pain, miserable, my body aching, the chain heavy on my ankle, but I was not discontent. |
| 1 | 255 | I was at last marked and collared. |
| 1 | 256 | The searing brand had muchly stung, burning as it was applied and lifted, so routinely, so unmistakably and efficiently, but, in my weeping, there were mixed tears of joy. |
| 1 | 257 | Any on this world, male or female, could now recognize me as what I was. |
| 1 | 258 | I was no longer nothing. |
| 1 | 259 | I was now something. |
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I did not wish to be whipped, but I wanted to be subject to his whip, and know that if I were not pleasing it would be used on me.
I lay there, on the stones, clutching the tiny blanket about me, in pain, miserable, my body aching, the chain heavy on my ankle, but I was not discontent.
I was at last marked and collared.
The searing brand had muchly stung, burning as it was applied and lifted, so routinely, so unmistakably and efficiently, but, in my weeping, there were mixed tears of joy.
Any on this world, male or female, could now recognize me as what I was.
I was no longer nothing.
I was now something.
- (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 1)