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Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
1 316 Piteously she knelt, a slave girl.
1 317 Her wrists were crossed under her, as though bound, her head was to the floor, the bow of her back was exposed.
1 318 She shuddered.
1 319 I had little doubt but what this slave knew well, and much feared, the disciplining kiss of the Gorean slave lash.
1 320 Samos' sword was in his hand, thrust under the collar of her garment, ready to thrust in and lift, parting the garment, causing the robes to fall to either side, about her then naked body.
1 321 "Do not punish her," I told Samos.
1 322 Samos looked at me, irritably.
Piteously she knelt, a slave girl. Her wrists were crossed under her, as though bound, her head was to the floor, the bow of her back was exposed. She shuddered. I had little doubt but what this slave knew well, and much feared, the disciplining kiss of the Gorean slave lash. Samos' sword was in his hand, thrust under the collar of her garment, ready to thrust in and lift, parting the garment, causing the robes to fall to either side, about her then naked body. "Do not punish her," I told Samos. Samos looked at me, irritably. - (Marauders of Gor, Chapter )