Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 21 | 175 | I tried to lift my lips to the officer, but he held me from him. |
| 21 | 176 | "What a slave you are," he laughed. |
| 21 | 177 | "Yes, Master," I said. |
| 21 | 178 | Again I could not help my responsiveness to men, true men, Gorean men. |
| 21 | 179 | To an Earth girl, accustomed to the hypocrisy and weakness of the men of Earth, their shame, their inhibitions and pretenses, the Gorean male, in his honesty, his power, his lust, his manhood, is a hurricane of joy. |
| 21 | 180 | Clitus Vitellius, I knew, had been angry that I could not help but respond to men, scorning me for this rightly, perhaps, as the slave and slut I was, but I did not care. |
| 21 | 181 | Though any Gorean male might make me, in spite of myself, a panting, orgasmic slave in his arms, I knew it had been only he, Clitus Vitellius, whom I had truly loved, and yet loved. |
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I tried to lift my lips to the officer, but he held me from him.
"What a slave you are," he laughed.
"Yes, Master," I said.
Again I could not help my responsiveness to men, true men, Gorean men.
To an Earth girl, accustomed to the hypocrisy and weakness of the men of Earth, their shame, their inhibitions and pretenses, the Gorean male, in his honesty, his power, his lust, his manhood, is a hurricane of joy.
Clitus Vitellius, I knew, had been angry that I could not help but respond to men, scorning me for this rightly, perhaps, as the slave and slut I was, but I did not care.
Though any Gorean male might make me, in spite of myself, a panting, orgasmic slave in his arms, I knew it had been only he, Clitus Vitellius, whom I had truly loved, and yet loved.
- (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter )