Book 10. (1 results) Tribesmen of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
5
722
Would Talena not have cut her throat, under the metal collar? And had I freed her would she not, soon, have fallen again to a man's collar? Her flight from the Sardar had not won her freedom.
Would Talena not have cut her throat, under the metal collar? And had I freed her would she not, soon, have fallen again to a man's collar? Her flight from the Sardar had not won her freedom.
- (Tribesmen of Gor, Chapter 5, Sentence #722)
Book 10. (7 results) Tribesmen of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
5
719
I had not bought her in Lydius.
5
720
Then I had been seeking Talena, to free her in the northern forests, and return her safe to Port Kar, where we might, as I had then thought, renew the companionship.
5
721
Surely would it have seemed inappropriate to have returned in triumph with Talena, with that dark-haired wench, such a fantastic beauty, nude, wearing my chains, in the hold of my ship.
5
722
Would Talena not have cut her throat, under the metal collar? And had I freed her would she not, soon, have fallen again to a man's collar? Her flight from the Sardar had not won her freedom.
5
723
She, a girl of Earth, had been swiftly caught by Panther Girls, and displayed, tied, roped, to a pole on the banks of the Laurius, hands over head, ankles, throat and belly bound to it, a beautiful, taken slave.
5
724
Sarpedon, a tavern keeper from Lydius, had bought her from Panther Girls.
5
725
It was in his chains that I had found her, a lowly paga slave in his establishment.
I had not bought her in Lydius.
Then I had been seeking Talena, to free her in the northern forests, and return her safe to Port Kar, where we might, as I had then thought, renew the companionship.
Surely would it have seemed inappropriate to have returned in triumph with Talena, with that dark-haired wench, such a fantastic beauty, nude, wearing my chains, in the hold of my ship.
Would Talena not have cut her throat, under the metal collar? And had I freed her would she not, soon, have fallen again to a man's collar? Her flight from the Sardar had not won her freedom.
She, a girl of Earth, had been swiftly caught by Panther Girls, and displayed, tied, roped, to a pole on the banks of the Laurius, hands over head, ankles, throat and belly bound to it, a beautiful, taken slave.
Sarpedon, a tavern keeper from Lydius, had bought her from Panther Girls.
It was in his chains that I had found her, a lowly paga slave in his establishment.
- (Tribesmen of Gor, Chapter 5)