Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 6 | 175 | "The Forkbeard has new prizes, fresher meat to chew!" Gunnhild, angrily, with two hands, jerked her kirtle to her waist, and stood straight, proudly before the Forkbeard, her breasts, which were marvelous, thrust forward. |
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Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 6 | 172 | "What of Olga?" whined another wench, sweet and strapping, black-haired; "Do not forget Pretty Ankles, my Jarl," said another wench, a delicious little thing, perhaps not more than sixteen. |
| 6 | 173 | She thrust her lips greedily to the back of his left hand, biting at the hair there. |
| 6 | 174 | "Away you wenches!" laughed Ottar. |
| 6 | 175 | "The Forkbeard has new prizes, fresher meat to chew!" Gunnhild, angrily, with two hands, jerked her kirtle to her waist, and stood straight, proudly before the Forkbeard, her breasts, which were marvelous, thrust forward. |
| 6 | 176 | How magnificent she seemed, the heavy black iron at her throat, riveted. |
| 6 | 177 | "None of them can please you," she said, "as well as Gunnhild!" He seized her in his arms and raped her lips with a kiss, his hand at her body, then threw her from him to the boards of the dock. |
| 6 | 178 | "Prepare a feast!" he said. |
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"What of Olga?" whined another wench, sweet and strapping, black-haired; "Do not forget Pretty Ankles, my Jarl," said another wench, a delicious little thing, perhaps not more than sixteen.
She thrust her lips greedily to the back of his left hand, biting at the hair there.
"Away you wenches!" laughed Ottar.
"The Forkbeard has new prizes, fresher meat to chew!" Gunnhild, angrily, with two hands, jerked her kirtle to her waist, and stood straight, proudly before the Forkbeard, her breasts, which were marvelous, thrust forward.
How magnificent she seemed, the heavy black iron at her throat, riveted.
"None of them can please you," she said, "as well as Gunnhild!" He seized her in his arms and raped her lips with a kiss, his hand at her body, then threw her from him to the boards of the dock.
"Prepare a feast!" he said.
- (Marauders of Gor, Chapter 6)