Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)
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Quote
5
289
When the Lady Sabina had finished her work and returned to her tent, followed by the two gowned slave girls, the leader of the camp, or captain, angrily, returned, too, to his tent, and the men, who had gathered around, returned to their duties, their rest or recreations.
When the Lady Sabina had finished her work and returned to her tent, followed by the two gowned slave girls, the leader of the camp, or captain, angrily, returned, too, to his tent, and the men, who had gathered around, returned to their duties, their rest or recreations.
- (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 5, Sentence #289)
Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
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Sentence #
Quote
5
286
She was followed by the two girls who had accompanied her, one of whom retrieved the switch.
5
287
The whipped beauty knelt against the wagon wheel, bound there, shuddering.
5
288
I saw the gold of her collar beneath her dark hair.
5
289
When the Lady Sabina had finished her work and returned to her tent, followed by the two gowned slave girls, the leader of the camp, or captain, angrily, returned, too, to his tent, and the men, who had gathered around, returned to their duties, their rest or recreations.
5
290
The girl was left tied at the wheel, whipped.
5
291
My master looked upward, at the moons.
5
292
From through the trees, on the other side of the camp, came what I took to be the sound of a bird, the hook-billed, night-crying fleer, which preys on nocturnal forest urts.
She was followed by the two girls who had accompanied her, one of whom retrieved the switch.
The whipped beauty knelt against the wagon wheel, bound there, shuddering.
I saw the gold of her collar beneath her dark hair.
When the Lady Sabina had finished her work and returned to her tent, followed by the two gowned slave girls, the leader of the camp, or captain, angrily, returned, too, to his tent, and the men, who had gathered around, returned to their duties, their rest or recreations.
The girl was left tied at the wheel, whipped.
My master looked upward, at the moons.
From through the trees, on the other side of the camp, came what I took to be the sound of a bird, the hook-billed, night-crying fleer, which preys on nocturnal forest urts.
- (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 5)