Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 4 | 656 | It had been he who had first taken Eta, when, the night before I was branded, I had watched her perform, bound, belled and hooded, in the same cruel sport in which I this evening had been so humiliatingly victimized, treated as though I might be only a slave. |
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Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 4 | 653 | He did not know I looked at him. |
| 4 | 654 | I wondered how many hundreds of slave girls he had had. |
| 4 | 655 | I looked carefully, as carefully as I could in the light, at the large, blond, shaggy-haired fellow, whom I found, after my master, the most attractive male in the camp. |
| 4 | 656 | It had been he who had first taken Eta, when, the night before I was branded, I had watched her perform, bound, belled and hooded, in the same cruel sport in which I this evening had been so humiliatingly victimized, treated as though I might be only a slave. |
| 4 | 657 | I, treated as though I might be only a slave! But did I think I was any longer free? But, of course, that was what I now was, a slave, only a slave. |
| 4 | 658 | How misplaced and foolish then seemed my resentment, my petulance, my pride! Such luxuries belonged to free women, not to such as I. |
| 4 | 659 | Tears of helpless frustration stained my cheeks. |
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He did not know I looked at him.
I wondered how many hundreds of slave girls he had had.
I looked carefully, as carefully as I could in the light, at the large, blond, shaggy-haired fellow, whom I found, after my master, the most attractive male in the camp.
It had been he who had first taken Eta, when, the night before I was branded, I had watched her perform, bound, belled and hooded, in the same cruel sport in which I this evening had been so humiliatingly victimized, treated as though I might be only a slave.
I, treated as though I might be only a slave! But did I think I was any longer free? But, of course, that was what I now was, a slave, only a slave.
How misplaced and foolish then seemed my resentment, my petulance, my pride! Such luxuries belonged to free women, not to such as I.
Tears of helpless frustration stained my cheeks.
- (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 4)