Book 35. (1 results) Quarry of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
12
29
Had not slavers, discriminating professionals in such matters, selected me, included me on their cargo manifests, and shipped me, with others, like the animals we were, to the markets of Gor? Every bit of me was now a slave.
Had not slavers, discriminating professionals in such matters, selected me, included me on their cargo manifests, and shipped me, with others, like the animals we were, to the markets of Gor? Every bit of me was now a slave.
- (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 12, Sentence #29)
Book 35. (7 results) Quarry of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
12
26
I recalled he had been surprised that I served in the Golden Chain, apparently thinking me too plain for the quality and prestige of that establishment.
12
27
How little he knew! Was he so blind to beauty? I was sure a master could get a good price for me on the block.
12
28
I was proud of my bondage, and what it said for my attractiveness.
12
29
Had not slavers, discriminating professionals in such matters, selected me, included me on their cargo manifests, and shipped me, with others, like the animals we were, to the markets of Gor? Every bit of me was now a slave.
12
30
Had I not seen the eyes of masters often on me? Was I not frequently alcoved? "Be busy, idle girl," snapped the Vat Master, pointing to a table, "or I will put the punishment mark on your neck".
12
31
Before we were caged, our necks were examined by the Whip Slave.
12
32
"Forgive me, Master!" I cried, hurrying to the indicated table.
I recalled he had been surprised that I served in the Golden Chain, apparently thinking me too plain for the quality and prestige of that establishment.
How little he knew! Was he so blind to beauty? I was sure a master could get a good price for me on the block.
I was proud of my bondage, and what it said for my attractiveness.
Had not slavers, discriminating professionals in such matters, selected me, included me on their cargo manifests, and shipped me, with others, like the animals we were, to the markets of Gor? Every bit of me was now a slave.
Had I not seen the eyes of masters often on me? Was I not frequently alcoved? "Be busy, idle girl," snapped the Vat Master, pointing to a table, "or I will put the punishment mark on your neck".
Before we were caged, our necks were examined by the Whip Slave.
"Forgive me, Master!" I cried, hurrying to the indicated table.
- (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 12)