Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 3 | 93 | I saw, standing there, terrified, their backs against it, the blond girl in the scarlet vest and skirt, her hair in the snood of scarlet yarn, tied with filaments of golden wire; and the large, statuesque girl, too, in black velvet, with the silver straps crossed over her breasts, and tied about her waist, with the purse. |
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Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 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. |
| 3 | 93 | I saw, standing there, terrified, their backs against it, the blond girl in the scarlet vest and skirt, her hair in the snood of scarlet yarn, tied with filaments of golden wire; and the large, statuesque girl, too, in black velvet, with the silver straps crossed over her breasts, and tied about her waist, with the purse. |
| 3 | 94 | Ivar Forkbeard, in the light of the burning wall of the temple, quickly examined the line of women. |
| 3 | 95 | From some he took jewelry, bracelets, necklaces and rings. |
| 3 | 96 | From others he took purses, hanging at their belts. |
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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.
I saw, standing there, terrified, their backs against it, the blond girl in the scarlet vest and skirt, her hair in the snood of scarlet yarn, tied with filaments of golden wire; and the large, statuesque girl, too, in black velvet, with the silver straps crossed over her breasts, and tied about her waist, with the purse.
Ivar Forkbeard, in the light of the burning wall of the temple, quickly examined the line of women.
From some he took jewelry, bracelets, necklaces and rings.
From others he took purses, hanging at their belts.
- (Marauders of Gor, Chapter 3)