Book 35. (1 results) Quarry of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 46 | 34 | The slave, when not bound, chained, writhing, or such, serves him, cooks for him, and brings him food and drink. |
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Book 35. (7 results) Quarry of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 46 | 31 | Sometimes a day and a night are spent in this fashion. |
| 46 | 32 | Commonly a morning, an afternoon, or an evening is devoted to such a pastime. |
| 46 | 33 | The Gorean master does not hurry. |
| 46 | 34 | The slave, when not bound, chained, writhing, or such, serves him, cooks for him, and brings him food and drink. |
| 46 | 35 | Often she must pose and dance, frequently naked. |
| 46 | 36 | How lovely she is! How exciting she is! How desirable she is! How proud he is to own such a possession! What male would not care to own such a property? Occasionally, brought mercilessly to the delicate, tense brink of a wild, cataclysmic, global yielding, the slave orgasm, unknown to free women, concerned with their integrity and personhood, she must wait, and beg her master's permission to yield, which situation can be fiercely, painfully, keenly frustrating, particularly when the slightest touch of a finger or tongue will set off the explosive charge which makes clear and confirms her unmistakable bondage. |
| 46 | 37 | How well she then understands herself a slave, and how precious is the release when granted! But, mercifully, such torment is rare. |
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Sometimes a day and a night are spent in this fashion.
Commonly a morning, an afternoon, or an evening is devoted to such a pastime.
The Gorean master does not hurry.
The slave, when not bound, chained, writhing, or such, serves him, cooks for him, and brings him food and drink.
Often she must pose and dance, frequently naked.
How lovely she is! How exciting she is! How desirable she is! How proud he is to own such a possession! What male would not care to own such a property? Occasionally, brought mercilessly to the delicate, tense brink of a wild, cataclysmic, global yielding, the slave orgasm, unknown to free women, concerned with their integrity and personhood, she must wait, and beg her master's permission to yield, which situation can be fiercely, painfully, keenly frustrating, particularly when the slightest touch of a finger or tongue will set off the explosive charge which makes clear and confirms her unmistakable bondage.
How well she then understands herself a slave, and how precious is the release when granted! But, mercifully, such torment is rare.
- (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 46)