Book 22. (7 results) Dancer of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 34 | 19 | "I am no longer of Earth," I said. |
| 34 | 20 | "I am of Gor, and a slave! Be merciful, I beg it, to a helplessly aroused slave!" He chuckled, the beast, at my discomfiture, and helplessness, and need! "Please, please!" I begged. |
| 34 | 21 | "You are far from Earth now, and your library, slave," he said. |
| 34 | 22 | "Yes, master! Yes, master!" I said. |
| 34 | 23 | "Please, please, master!" I lifted myself to him in mute petition. |
| 34 | 24 | How he relished the power he held over me! What ruthless, uncompromising, magnificent beasts men are! How helpless they make us! How they put us at their mercy! How they treat us! What they can do to us! How they master us! How we love them! How grateful we are for our mastering! How grateful we are for the collar of a master! Nature has made us yours, I thought. |
| 34 | 25 | Oh, masters, master us, yes, masters, please master us! It is that which we need! It is that without which we cannot know ourselves! It is that without which we cannot be ourselves! What is a woman without a collar, be it only a strand of leather knotted on her neck! "Oh, yes!" I cried, as his tongue again touched me. |
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"I am no longer of Earth," I said.
"I am of Gor, and a slave! Be merciful, I beg it, to a helplessly aroused slave!" He chuckled, the beast, at my discomfiture, and helplessness, and need! "Please, please!" I begged.
"You are far from Earth now, and your library, slave," he said.
"Yes, master! Yes, master!" I said.
"Please, please, master!" I lifted myself to him in mute petition.
How he relished the power he held over me! What ruthless, uncompromising, magnificent beasts men are! How helpless they make us! How they put us at their mercy! How they treat us! What they can do to us! How they master us! How we love them! How grateful we are for our mastering! How grateful we are for the collar of a master! Nature has made us yours, I thought.
Oh, masters, master us, yes, masters, please master us! It is that which we need! It is that without which we cannot know ourselves! It is that without which we cannot be ourselves! What is a woman without a collar, be it only a strand of leather knotted on her neck! "Oh, yes!" I cried, as his tongue again touched me.
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