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Book 28. (1 results) Kur of Gor (Individual Quote)

The master takes the first bite of shared food; if he should be seated, say, on a bench or chair, the slave commonly eats at his feet, kneeling beside him; sometimes she is fed by hand, particularly the first bites of food; sometimes she must eat from dishes on the floor, her head down, on all fours. - (Kur of Gor, Chapter 24, Sentence #149)
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24 149 The master takes the first bite of shared food; if he should be seated, say, on a bench or chair, the slave commonly eats at his feet, kneeling beside him; sometimes she is fed by hand, particularly the first bites of food; sometimes she must eat from dishes on the floor, her head down, on all fours.

Book 28. (7 results) Kur of Gor (Context Quote)

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24 146 "I am not a pet," she snapped.
24 147 slaves are sometimes permitted wine, if they beg prettily enough for it.
24 148 The slave is dependent on the master for all things, including her food.
24 149 The master takes the first bite of shared food; if he should be seated, say, on a bench or chair, the slave commonly eats at his feet, kneeling beside him; sometimes she is fed by hand, particularly the first bites of food; sometimes she must eat from dishes on the floor, her head down, on all fours.
24 150 "Bread," said the blonde, and it was fetched for her, again, by the shambling hulk of Grendel.
24 151 "How came you here?" asked Grendel.
24 152 "I was drunk, in the Pleasure Cylinder," said Cabot, bitterly.
"I am not a pet," she snapped. slaves are sometimes permitted wine, if they beg prettily enough for it. The slave is dependent on the master for all things, including her food. The master takes the first bite of shared food; if he should be seated, say, on a bench or chair, the slave commonly eats at his feet, kneeling beside him; sometimes she is fed by hand, particularly the first bites of food; sometimes she must eat from dishes on the floor, her head down, on all fours. "Bread," said the blonde, and it was fetched for her, again, by the shambling hulk of Grendel. "How came you here?" asked Grendel. "I was drunk, in the Pleasure Cylinder," said Cabot, bitterly. - (Kur of Gor, Chapter 24)