Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 28 | 223 | I saw his eyes! He wants me in a collar! He likes it! If I were not collared, he might put me in one himself, if only to sell me or give me away! He looks at me! He understands me! He understands that I belong in a collar! And doubtless he has seen many women of Earth in Gorean collars. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 28 | 220 | He sees the collar on my neck as appropriate, she thought. |
| 28 | 221 | Can he just look upon me and see that I belong in a collar? How could he know that? Clearly he has no intention of lifting me from my knees, and freeing me! He does not even look upon me with pity. |
| 28 | 222 | He does not even express sympathy, or hasten to comfort and console me. |
| 28 | 223 | I saw his eyes! He wants me in a collar! He likes it! If I were not collared, he might put me in one himself, if only to sell me or give me away! He looks at me! He understands me! He understands that I belong in a collar! And doubtless he has seen many women of Earth in Gorean collars. |
| 28 | 224 | We are nothing special. |
| 28 | 225 | We are only more slaves. |
| 28 | 226 | Doubtless we belong in our collars! Doubtless he likes us in our collars. |
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He sees the collar on my neck as appropriate, she thought.
Can he just look upon me and see that I belong in a collar? How could he know that? Clearly he has no intention of lifting me from my knees, and freeing me! He does not even look upon me with pity.
He does not even express sympathy, or hasten to comfort and console me.
I saw his eyes! He wants me in a collar! He likes it! If I were not collared, he might put me in one himself, if only to sell me or give me away! He looks at me! He understands me! He understands that I belong in a collar! And doubtless he has seen many women of Earth in Gorean collars.
We are nothing special.
We are only more slaves.
Doubtless we belong in our collars! Doubtless he likes us in our collars.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 28)