Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 18 | 485 | By the ring of the kur collar which she wore Ivar Forkbeard jerked her to her feet, so that she stood on her tiptoes, looking up at him. |
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Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 18 | 482 | Her eyes were joyous, seeing the Forkbeard, seeing that he lived. |
| 18 | 483 | She ran to the Forkbeard, kneeling, putting her head to his feet. |
| 18 | 484 | She, too, like Pretty Ankles had severed binding fiber knotted about her belly. |
| 18 | 485 | By the ring of the kur collar which she wore Ivar Forkbeard jerked her to her feet, so that she stood on her tiptoes, looking up at him. |
| 18 | 486 | He grinned. |
| 18 | 487 | "To the pen with you, Slave," he said. |
| 18 | 488 | She looked at him, adoringly. |
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Her eyes were joyous, seeing the Forkbeard, seeing that he lived.
She ran to the Forkbeard, kneeling, putting her head to his feet.
She, too, like Pretty Ankles had severed binding fiber knotted about her belly.
By the ring of the kur collar which she wore Ivar Forkbeard jerked her to her feet, so that she stood on her tiptoes, looking up at him.
He grinned.
"To the pen with you, Slave," he said.
She looked at him, adoringly.
- (Marauders of Gor, Chapter 18)