Book 7. (1 results) Captive of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 17 | 131 | Please do not sell me, Master! How could one love a girl in a collar? How could one love a groveling, needful slave? But I feared he might come to care for me. |
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Book 7. (7 results) Captive of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 17 | 128 | I loved him, I did not want to be sold. |
| 17 | 129 | Do not sell me, Master, I thought. |
| 17 | 130 | I love you. |
| 17 | 131 | Please do not sell me, Master! How could one love a girl in a collar? How could one love a groveling, needful slave? But I feared he might come to care for me. |
| 17 | 132 | Accordingly, I sometimes, to my agony, tried to destroy in him those very feelings which I most dearly hoped he might, however unwillingly, entertain for a lowly slave. |
| 17 | 133 | Sometimes, then, despite the depth of my love for him, the aching of my needs, and the peril of the pretense, I would present myself to him as though I might now be a contemptuous, cold, hating, untamed girl, truly, who must, if he saw fit, and deigned to do so, be conquered, and thus I would provoke him yet again to my utter conquest. |
| 17 | 134 | And well, and categorically, sometimes to my initial dismay, was I again conquered. |
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I loved him, I did not want to be sold.
Do not sell me, Master, I thought.
I love you.
Please do not sell me, Master! How could one love a girl in a collar? How could one love a groveling, needful slave? But I feared he might come to care for me.
Accordingly, I sometimes, to my agony, tried to destroy in him those very feelings which I most dearly hoped he might, however unwillingly, entertain for a lowly slave.
Sometimes, then, despite the depth of my love for him, the aching of my needs, and the peril of the pretense, I would present myself to him as though I might now be a contemptuous, cold, hating, untamed girl, truly, who must, if he saw fit, and deigned to do so, be conquered, and thus I would provoke him yet again to my utter conquest.
And well, and categorically, sometimes to my initial dismay, was I again conquered.
- (Captive of Gor, Chapter 17)