Book 35. (1 results) Quarry of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 2 | 45 | They are then, trembling, weeping, eager to obey, the auctioneer's hand in their hair, yanked to their feet and exhibited. |
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Book 35. (7 results) Quarry of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 2 | 42 | Bits of it can cling to one's ankles and calves. |
| 2 | 43 | Those who faint are dashed with cold water and prodded to their feet. |
| 2 | 44 | Those who would fight, or struggle, or cry out, are hurled to the surface of the block and whipped. |
| 2 | 45 | They are then, trembling, weeping, eager to obey, the auctioneer's hand in their hair, yanked to their feet and exhibited. |
| 2 | 46 | A slaver's man on the ramp unbound my hands. |
| 2 | 47 | "Thank you, Master," I said. |
| 2 | 48 | I was unsteady. |
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Bits of it can cling to one's ankles and calves.
Those who faint are dashed with cold water and prodded to their feet.
Those who would fight, or struggle, or cry out, are hurled to the surface of the block and whipped.
They are then, trembling, weeping, eager to obey, the auctioneer's hand in their hair, yanked to their feet and exhibited.
A slaver's man on the ramp unbound my hands.
"Thank you, Master," I said.
I was unsteady.
- (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 2)