Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
21
51
But how helpless, how vulnerable, she is! The dance ended, she falls to the sand, or tiles.
But how helpless, how vulnerable, she is! The dance ended, she falls to the sand, or tiles.
- (Marauders of Gor, Chapter 21, Sentence #51)
Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
21
48
Should she miserably fall to slavery the passion dance of a nude slave girl will surely be among the least of what is commanded of her.
21
49
Consider then the plight of the girl.
21
50
She is forced, to her shame, to do what she has, for years in the secret heart of her, yearned to do.
21
51
But how helpless, how vulnerable, she is! The dance ended, she falls to the sand, or tiles.
21
52
Has she pleased him? She can do no more.
21
53
She looks up.
21
54
Her pride is gone, like her clothing, save for brand and collar, stripped away.
Should she miserably fall to slavery the passion dance of a nude slave girl will surely be among the least of what is commanded of her.
Consider then the plight of the girl.
She is forced, to her shame, to do what she has, for years in the secret heart of her, yearned to do.
But how helpless, how vulnerable, she is! The dance ended, she falls to the sand, or tiles.
Has she pleased him? She can do no more.
She looks up.
Her pride is gone, like her clothing, save for brand and collar, stripped away.
- (Marauders of Gor, Chapter 21)