Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 9 | 374 | Even now she was, kneeling on his furs, being fettered by the keeper of Ivar Forkbeard's farm. |
| 9 | 375 | You can imagine my irritation when I saw Thyri led past me, her left wrist in the grip of an oarsman. |
| 9 | 376 | She looked over her shoulder at me, agonized. |
| 9 | 377 | I blew her a kiss in the Gorean fashion, kissing and gesturing, my fingers at the right side of my mouth, almost vertical, then, with the kiss, brushing gently toward her. |
| 9 | 378 | I had no special claim on the pretty little bondmaid, no more than any other among the Forkbeard's men. |
| 9 | 379 | The delicious little thing, like the other goods of the hall, was, for most practical purposes, for the use of us all. |
| 9 | 380 | I heard the movements of chain, the moans of the bondmaids in the arms of their masters, men of Torvaldsland. |
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Even now she was, kneeling on his furs, being fettered by the keeper of Ivar Forkbeard's farm.
You can imagine my irritation when I saw Thyri led past me, her left wrist in the grip of an oarsman.
She looked over her shoulder at me, agonized.
I blew her a kiss in the Gorean fashion, kissing and gesturing, my fingers at the right side of my mouth, almost vertical, then, with the kiss, brushing gently toward her.
I had no special claim on the pretty little bondmaid, no more than any other among the Forkbeard's men.
The delicious little thing, like the other goods of the hall, was, for most practical purposes, for the use of us all.
I heard the movements of chain, the moans of the bondmaids in the arms of their masters, men of Torvaldsland.
- (Marauders of Gor, Chapter )