Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
28
120
"I love you, Master," she cried.
"I love you, Master," she cried.
- (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 28, Sentence #120)
Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
28
117
I smiled.
28
118
"To my lips, Slave Girl," I commanded.
28
119
With a cry of joy she flung herself into my arms weeping.
28
120
"I love you, Master," she cried.
28
121
"I love you, Cabot, my Master!" I knew the words she spoke could not be true but I did not rebuke her.
28
122
It was no longer in my heart to be cruel to Vika of Treve, no matter who or what she might be.
28
123
After some minutes I said to her, rather sternly, "I have no time for this," and she laughed and stepped back.
I smiled.
"To my lips, Slave Girl," I commanded.
With a cry of joy she flung herself into my arms weeping.
"I love you, Master," she cried.
"I love you, Cabot, my Master!" I knew the words she spoke could not be true but I did not rebuke her.
It was no longer in my heart to be cruel to Vika of Treve, no matter who or what she might be.
After some minutes I said to her, rather sternly, "I have no time for this," and she laughed and stepped back.
- (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 28)