Book 7. (1 results) Captive of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 17 | 137 | Surely now I might be the lowest of paga slaves, furnished with the price of a drink in her master's establishment, clinging to a customer, begging, in her need. |
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Book 7. (7 results) Captive of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 17 | 134 | And well, and categorically, sometimes to my initial dismay, was I again conquered. |
| 17 | 135 | He would take every shred of dignity or pride from me, as though a slave girl might be permitted either, and turn me into a thrashing, begging, maddened animal, a woman in heat, the lowest sort of female, a slab of worthless, helpless, writhing, enflamed, kicking slave meat. |
| 17 | 136 | Surely now I could not be special. |
| 17 | 137 | Surely now I might be the lowest of paga slaves, furnished with the price of a drink in her master's establishment, clinging to a customer, begging, in her need. |
| 17 | 138 | "Do you respect me?" I asked. |
| 17 | 139 | "No," he said. |
| 17 | 140 | "I do not want your respect," I said, "I want your touch". |
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And well, and categorically, sometimes to my initial dismay, was I again conquered.
He would take every shred of dignity or pride from me, as though a slave girl might be permitted either, and turn me into a thrashing, begging, maddened animal, a woman in heat, the lowest sort of female, a slab of worthless, helpless, writhing, enflamed, kicking slave meat.
Surely now I could not be special.
Surely now I might be the lowest of paga slaves, furnished with the price of a drink in her master's establishment, clinging to a customer, begging, in her need.
"Do you respect me?" I asked.
"No," he said.
"I do not want your respect," I said, "I want your touch".
- (Captive of Gor, Chapter 17)