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

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3 86 Fire soon bit into the timbers behind the sanctuary.
3 87 The Forkbeard then leaped over the rail of the sanctuary and strode among the people lying on their stomachs, the wall facing the Sardar being eaten by fire, illuminating the interior of the temple.
3 88 He reached down, here and there, to rip a purse from one of the richer townsfolk.
3 89 He took the purse of the burgher in black satin, and took, too, from his neck the silver chain of his office, which he slung about his own neck.
3 90 He then drew with the handle of his ax a circle, some twenty feet in diameter, in the dirt floor of the temple.
3 91 It was a bondmaid circle.
3 92 "Females," he cried out, gesturing with the great ax toward the wall opposite the doors, "swiftly! To the wall! Stand with your backs against it!" Terrified, weeping, the men groaning, the females fled to the wall.
Fire soon bit into the timbers behind the sanctuary. The Forkbeard then leaped over the rail of the sanctuary and strode among the people lying on their stomachs, the wall facing the Sardar being eaten by fire, illuminating the interior of the temple. He reached down, here and there, to rip a purse from one of the richer townsfolk. He took the purse of the burgher in black satin, and took, too, from his neck the silver chain of his office, which he slung about his own neck. He then drew with the handle of his ax a circle, some twenty feet in diameter, in the dirt floor of the temple. It was a bondmaid circle. "Females," he cried out, gesturing with the great ax toward the wall opposite the doors, "swiftly! To the wall! Stand with your backs against it!" Terrified, weeping, the men groaning, the females fled to the wall. - (Marauders of Gor, Chapter )