Book 10. (1 results) Tribesmen of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 1 | 59 | To one side, stripped, bound tightly in black leather, hand and foot, straps crossing between her breasts and circling her thighs, to which her wrists were secured, in buckled cuffs, knelt a whitish-skinned girl, blond, frightened. |
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Book 10. (7 results) Tribesmen of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 1 | 56 | Samos stepped from behind the low tables. |
| 1 | 57 | He nodded his head to cup companions, trusted men. |
| 1 | 58 | Two briefly clad, lovely female slaves withdrew before him, kneeling, heads down, their serving vessels in their hands. |
| 1 | 59 | To one side, stripped, bound tightly in black leather, hand and foot, straps crossing between her breasts and circling her thighs, to which her wrists were secured, in buckled cuffs, knelt a whitish-skinned girl, blond, frightened. |
| 1 | 60 | Her shoulders, like those of most females of Earth, were tight, tense. |
| 1 | 61 | The tone of her body, like that of most Earth women, was rigid, defensive. |
| 1 | 62 | Like most others she had been acculturated in a thousand subtle ways to minimize, to conceal and deny the natural, organic sweetnesses of her musculature and structure, conditioned into a dignified, formal physical neutership, the stiffness, reserve and tightness so much approved of in females in a mechanistic, industrial, technological society, in which machines govern and present the symbols and paradigms of movement, understood as repetition, measure, regularity, precision and function. |
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Samos stepped from behind the low tables.
He nodded his head to cup companions, trusted men.
Two briefly clad, lovely female slaves withdrew before him, kneeling, heads down, their serving vessels in their hands.
To one side, stripped, bound tightly in black leather, hand and foot, straps crossing between her breasts and circling her thighs, to which her wrists were secured, in buckled cuffs, knelt a whitish-skinned girl, blond, frightened.
Her shoulders, like those of most females of Earth, were tight, tense.
The tone of her body, like that of most Earth women, was rigid, defensive.
Like most others she had been acculturated in a thousand subtle ways to minimize, to conceal and deny the natural, organic sweetnesses of her musculature and structure, conditioned into a dignified, formal physical neutership, the stiffness, reserve and tightness so much approved of in females in a mechanistic, industrial, technological society, in which machines govern and present the symbols and paradigms of movement, understood as repetition, measure, regularity, precision and function.
- (Tribesmen of Gor, Chapter 1)