Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 9 | 422 | We have built our own cage, and defend it against those who would shatter its locks. |
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Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 9 | 419 | Deep in the belly, too, of every female is a desire, more ancient than the caves, to be forced to yield to the ruthless domination of a magnificent, uncompromising male, a master; deep within them they all wish to submit, vulnerably and completely, nude, to such a beast. |
| 9 | 420 | This is completely clear in their fantasies; Earth culture, of course, gives little scope to these blood needs of the beauties of our race; accordingly, these needs, frustrated, tend to express themselves in neurosis, hysteria and hostility. |
| 9 | 421 | Technology and social structures, following their own dynamics, integral to their development and expansion, have left behind the pitiful, rational animals who are their builders and their victims. |
| 9 | 422 | We have built our own cage, and defend it against those who would shatter its locks. |
| 9 | 423 | My left hand held her left arm; with my right hand I forced her right wrist behind her back; I thrust it up; she cried out, suddenly, with misery; I threw her to the furs; scarcely had she struck them, crying out, belly down, than I had clasped the fetter of black iron about her ankle; chained, she turned to face me, sitting on the furs, tears in her eyes, her hands back, her legs flexed. |
| 9 | 424 | I discarded the leather and fur of Torvaldsland. |
| 9 | 425 | With a movement of the chain she knelt on the furs, her head down. |
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Deep in the belly, too, of every female is a desire, more ancient than the caves, to be forced to yield to the ruthless domination of a magnificent, uncompromising male, a master; deep within them they all wish to submit, vulnerably and completely, nude, to such a beast.
This is completely clear in their fantasies; Earth culture, of course, gives little scope to these blood needs of the beauties of our race; accordingly, these needs, frustrated, tend to express themselves in neurosis, hysteria and hostility.
Technology and social structures, following their own dynamics, integral to their development and expansion, have left behind the pitiful, rational animals who are their builders and their victims.
We have built our own cage, and defend it against those who would shatter its locks.
My left hand held her left arm; with my right hand I forced her right wrist behind her back; I thrust it up; she cried out, suddenly, with misery; I threw her to the furs; scarcely had she struck them, crying out, belly down, than I had clasped the fetter of black iron about her ankle; chained, she turned to face me, sitting on the furs, tears in her eyes, her hands back, her legs flexed.
I discarded the leather and fur of Torvaldsland.
With a movement of the chain she knelt on the furs, her head down.
- (Marauders of Gor, Chapter 9)