Book 35. (1 results) Quarry of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 3 | 106 | "But do not the pathetic sluts of that sorry world have something, after all, to commend them, their exquisite features, their smooth, cascading, glossy hair, their pretty necks, waiting for the collar, their soft shoulders, their bellies and breasts, their thighs and ankles, their luscious bodies so fit for ropes and straps, their limbs for manacles and shackles? See the miserable creature at my feet. |
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Book 35. (7 results) Quarry of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 3 | 103 | Would not their sick society collapse and their miserable world perish if even a hint of manhood were suspected? And so we have an unnatural, artificial world, a shallow, petty world in which men are to be punished for being men and women are mocked and scorned for being women. |
| 3 | 104 | But one wonders. |
| 3 | 105 | Could it be that under all the pretenses and lies, under all the conventions and cloaks, there might lurk the hereditary coils of a form of being which, in an honest world, need not be denied and suppressed, but might thrive and flourish, might lift its head, look about, and find itself once more in the kind of world for which, in a thousand generations, it was bred, a world of men and a world of women?" There was silence in the tiers. |
| 3 | 106 | "But do not the pathetic sluts of that sorry world have something, after all, to commend them, their exquisite features, their smooth, cascading, glossy hair, their pretty necks, waiting for the collar, their soft shoulders, their bellies and breasts, their thighs and ankles, their luscious bodies so fit for ropes and straps, their limbs for manacles and shackles? See the miserable creature at my feet. |
| 3 | 107 | Despise her, if you will, and appropriately, but note that she has the curves of a slave. |
| 3 | 108 | She is obviously a natural-born slave. |
| 3 | 109 | On her sorry world such natural-born slaves are often permitted to run free, even to their misery, and the misery of men, for there are few masters to take them in hand. |
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Would not their sick society collapse and their miserable world perish if even a hint of manhood were suspected? And so we have an unnatural, artificial world, a shallow, petty world in which men are to be punished for being men and women are mocked and scorned for being women.
But one wonders.
Could it be that under all the pretenses and lies, under all the conventions and cloaks, there might lurk the hereditary coils of a form of being which, in an honest world, need not be denied and suppressed, but might thrive and flourish, might lift its head, look about, and find itself once more in the kind of world for which, in a thousand generations, it was bred, a world of men and a world of women?" There was silence in the tiers.
"But do not the pathetic sluts of that sorry world have something, after all, to commend them, their exquisite features, their smooth, cascading, glossy hair, their pretty necks, waiting for the collar, their soft shoulders, their bellies and breasts, their thighs and ankles, their luscious bodies so fit for ropes and straps, their limbs for manacles and shackles? See the miserable creature at my feet.
Despise her, if you will, and appropriately, but note that she has the curves of a slave.
She is obviously a natural-born slave.
On her sorry world such natural-born slaves are often permitted to run free, even to their misery, and the misery of men, for there are few masters to take them in hand.
- (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 3)