Book 7. (7 results) Captive of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 15 | 1237 | "Come, Slave, to the sand!" ordered a man's voice. |
| 15 | 1238 | It was the fierce, bearded fellow, who had accosted me as I had fled to the kitchen shed. |
| 15 | 1239 | "Hurry, Slave!" cried Ute. |
| 15 | 1240 | "Hurry!" With a cry of misery, spilling wine over the brim of the vessel, I slipped past the man in the doorway of the kitchen shed, and ran back to the firelight. |
| 15 | 1241 | When I reached the feasters another girl took from me the wine. |
| 15 | 1242 | I was thrust rudely to the center of the sand. |
| 15 | 1243 | I felt a hand tear away the bit of silk I wore. |
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"Come, Slave, to the sand!" ordered a man's voice.
It was the fierce, bearded fellow, who had accosted me as I had fled to the kitchen shed.
"Hurry, Slave!" cried Ute.
"Hurry!" With a cry of misery, spilling wine over the brim of the vessel, I slipped past the man in the doorway of the kitchen shed, and ran back to the firelight.
When I reached the feasters another girl took from me the wine.
I was thrust rudely to the center of the sand.
I felt a hand tear away the bit of silk I wore.
- (Captive of Gor, Chapter )