Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
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Sentence #
Quote
9
801
I was desperate to be exactly what he wanted.
9
802
But what would he want? What a whore you are, I thought to myself.
9
803
My wrists squirmed in the bonds in which Melina had fastened me.
9
804
I did not know what he would want! Would he want a quiet, timid girl, one to throw to his feet and abuse? Would he want a lascivious wench, begging to reach him with her tongue? Would he want an angry, defiant girl, to be brought to her knees in docility and surrender? Or would he want, perhaps, a cold girl, haughty, icy with contempt, to be turned into a writhing slave, screaming piteously for his touch? I did not know.
9
805
One thing I knew was that I would be presented beautifully, physically, to him.
9
806
Melina had seen to that.
9
807
She was a clever, shrewd woman.
I was desperate to be exactly what he wanted.
But what would he want? What a whore you are, I thought to myself.
My wrists squirmed in the bonds in which Melina had fastened me.
I did not know what he would want! Would he want a quiet, timid girl, one to throw to his feet and abuse? Would he want a lascivious wench, begging to reach him with her tongue? Would he want an angry, defiant girl, to be brought to her knees in docility and surrender? Or would he want, perhaps, a cold girl, haughty, icy with contempt, to be turned into a writhing slave, screaming piteously for his touch? I did not know.
One thing I knew was that I would be presented beautifully, physically, to him.
Melina had seen to that.
She was a clever, shrewd woman.
- (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter )