Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)
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Sentence #
Quote
20
283
A maleslave, his wrists chained, separated by some eighteen inches of linked metal, pushing a wharf cart passed me.
A male slave, his wrists chained, separated by some eighteen inches of linked metal, pushing a wharf cart passed me.
- (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 20, Sentence #283)
Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
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Quote
20
280
I looked after the sailor and the red-haired girl, stumbling beside him, held by the hair.
20
281
I saw he would use her well, very well.
20
282
This pleased me.
20
283
A maleslave, his wrists chained, separated by some eighteen inches of linked metal, pushing a wharf cart passed me.
20
284
He looked upon me.
20
285
I was furious! I ran to him, in rage, and slapped him.
20
286
"Do not look upon me!" I cried in rage.
I looked after the sailor and the red-haired girl, stumbling beside him, held by the hair.
I saw he would use her well, very well.
This pleased me.
A male slave, his wrists chained, separated by some eighteen inches of linked metal, pushing a wharf cart passed me.
He looked upon me.
I was furious! I ran to him, in rage, and slapped him.
"Do not look upon me!" I cried in rage.
- (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 20)