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Book 35. (1 results) Quarry of Gor (Individual Quote)

"Too," continued the auctioneer, "this lovely toy, which for a few tarsk-bits could be your possession, has been administered, as is our practice, slave wine. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 3, Sentence #36)
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3 36 "Too," continued the auctioneer, "this lovely toy, which for a few tarsk-bits could be your possession, has been administered, as is our practice, slave wine.

Book 35. (7 results) Quarry of Gor (Context Quote)

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3 33 The stabilization serums, of course, do not guarantee invulnerability or confer immortality.
3 34 In a thousand ways one may bleed and die.
3 35 Such serums provide no protection from the thrust of a knife or spear, from a strangling bowstring, from the subtleties of poison, from the claws and fangs of beasts.
3 36 "Too," continued the auctioneer, "this lovely toy, which for a few tarsk-bits could be your possession, has been administered, as is our practice, slave wine.
3 37 Accordingly, she will not conceive unless administered a releaser, that in case you wish to hood her and cross her with a male slave in the breeding stalls".
3 38 I shuddered, remembering the slave wine.
3 39 My hands had been tied behind me, and I had been knelt down, my head held far back by the hair.
The stabilization serums, of course, do not guarantee invulnerability or confer immortality. In a thousand ways one may bleed and die. Such serums provide no protection from the thrust of a knife or spear, from a strangling bowstring, from the subtleties of poison, from the claws and fangs of beasts. "Too," continued the auctioneer, "this lovely toy, which for a few tarsk-bits could be your possession, has been administered, as is our practice, slave wine. Accordingly, she will not conceive unless administered a releaser, that in case you wish to hood her and cross her with a male slave in the breeding stalls". I shuddered, remembering the slave wine. My hands had been tied behind me, and I had been knelt down, my head held far back by the hair. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 3)