Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 4 | 155 | She knew that she belonged to them, such fierce and mighty beasts, and that she, and her beauty, lay at their mercy, that she, and her beauty, were theirs to do with as they pleased. |
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Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 4 | 152 | She had then, with amusement, regarded them with contempt. |
| 4 | 153 | But it was neither amusement nor contempt which shone in her eyes now as she, shrinking back from him, looked upon Gorm. |
| 4 | 154 | She now saw the men of Torvaldsland in their mightiness, in their freedom, and strength and power, and she, a stripped, fettered bondmaid, coffled, feared them. |
| 4 | 155 | She knew that she belonged to them, such fierce and mighty beasts, and that she, and her beauty, lay at their mercy, that she, and her beauty, were theirs to do with as they pleased. |
| 4 | 156 | Roughly Gorm unknotted the coffle rope from her neck. |
| 4 | 157 | He then gestured that she, kneeling, should lift her fettered wrists to him; she did so; he, with a key from his belt, opened the fetters which held her; he thrust them in his belt; he then pulled her by the arm roughly to her feet and thrust her toward the Forkbeard. |
| 4 | 158 | She stumbled across the loose deck planking and stood, hair before her face, before us. |
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She had then, with amusement, regarded them with contempt.
But it was neither amusement nor contempt which shone in her eyes now as she, shrinking back from him, looked upon Gorm.
She now saw the men of Torvaldsland in their mightiness, in their freedom, and strength and power, and she, a stripped, fettered bondmaid, coffled, feared them.
She knew that she belonged to them, such fierce and mighty beasts, and that she, and her beauty, lay at their mercy, that she, and her beauty, were theirs to do with as they pleased.
Roughly Gorm unknotted the coffle rope from her neck.
He then gestured that she, kneeling, should lift her fettered wrists to him; she did so; he, with a key from his belt, opened the fetters which held her; he thrust them in his belt; he then pulled her by the arm roughly to her feet and thrust her toward the Forkbeard.
She stumbled across the loose deck planking and stood, hair before her face, before us.
- (Marauders of Gor, Chapter 4)