Book 35. (1 results) Quarry of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 3 | 373 | The supposed free women of the slave world, such as this now-stripped barbarian before you, are exploitative, mercenary creatures bartering their beauty for gain!" There were cries of anger from the tiers. |
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Book 35. (7 results) Quarry of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 3 | 370 | And so one has a world of men at war with themselves and women at war with themselves, a war in which victory is identified with one's own loss and defeat. |
| 3 | 371 | And much of this is sensed by its victims, even when denied. |
| 3 | 372 | And how do males and females in this world, meeting in its crevices, at permitted times, relate to one another? The hapless, pathetic males sue for smiles, and offer gifts, which they can often ill afford and the women, scorning such males, accept those gifts and solicit more. |
| 3 | 373 | The supposed free women of the slave world, such as this now-stripped barbarian before you, are exploitative, mercenary creatures bartering their beauty for gain!" There were cries of anger from the tiers. |
| 3 | 374 | I was frightened. |
| 3 | 375 | "Is it not so, slut?" he snarled. |
| 3 | 376 | "Yes, Master," I said. |
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And so one has a world of men at war with themselves and women at war with themselves, a war in which victory is identified with one's own loss and defeat.
And much of this is sensed by its victims, even when denied.
And how do males and females in this world, meeting in its crevices, at permitted times, relate to one another? The hapless, pathetic males sue for smiles, and offer gifts, which they can often ill afford and the women, scorning such males, accept those gifts and solicit more.
The supposed free women of the slave world, such as this now-stripped barbarian before you, are exploitative, mercenary creatures bartering their beauty for gain!" There were cries of anger from the tiers.
I was frightened.
"Is it not so, slut?" he snarled.
"Yes, Master," I said.
- (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 3)