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Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)

It is customary, following the game, that the prize remain nude, that the value of her captured beauty remain discernible to all, to the winners for their pleasure, to the loser for his chagrin, to the onlookers for their admiration, and, too, perhaps, to incite them in another contest, at some future date, to vie for its possession. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 4, Sentence #601)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
4 601 It is customary, following the game, that the prize remain nude, that the value of her captured beauty remain discernible to all, to the winners for their pleasure, to the loser for his chagrin, to the onlookers for their admiration, and, too, perhaps, to incite them in another contest, at some future date, to vie for its possession.

Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)

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4 598 I had not been permitted, following the cruel game, to slip the Ta-Teera, my slave rag, again upon my body.
4 599 My master had said a curt word.
4 600 I must then remain nude.
4 601 It is customary, following the game, that the prize remain nude, that the value of her captured beauty remain discernible to all, to the winners for their pleasure, to the loser for his chagrin, to the onlookers for their admiration, and, too, perhaps, to incite them in another contest, at some future date, to vie for its possession.
4 602 His eyes were upon me.
4 603 Angrily, with helpless anger, the futile, meaningless anger of a slave girl, I again pressed my lips to the cup, this time fully and lingeringly.
4 604 Again I extended to him the cup.
I had not been permitted, following the cruel game, to slip the Ta-Teera, my slave rag, again upon my body. My master had said a curt word. I must then remain nude. It is customary, following the game, that the prize remain nude, that the value of her captured beauty remain discernible to all, to the winners for their pleasure, to the loser for his chagrin, to the onlookers for their admiration, and, too, perhaps, to incite them in another contest, at some future date, to vie for its possession. His eyes were upon me. Angrily, with helpless anger, the futile, meaningless anger of a slave girl, I again pressed my lips to the cup, this time fully and lingeringly. Again I extended to him the cup. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 4)