Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
6
545
Weeping she held out her arms to him.
6
546
He returned to his mead.
6
547
I saw another oarsman then crawl to her and, by the hair, pull her into his arms.
6
548
In a moment I saw her collared body, desperately pressing and rubbing against him, he in her small, white arms, her belly thrust against the great buckle of the master belt.
6
549
Then he, too, threw her to her back.
6
550
"I love you, my Jarls," she wept.
6
551
"I love you, my Jarls!" There was much laughter.
Weeping she held out her arms to him.
He returned to his mead.
I saw another oarsman then crawl to her and, by the hair, pull her into his arms.
In a moment I saw her collared body, desperately pressing and rubbing against him, he in her small, white arms, her belly thrust against the great buckle of the master belt.
Then he, too, threw her to her back.
"I love you, my Jarls," she wept.
"I love you, my Jarls!" There was much laughter.
- (Marauders of Gor, Chapter )