Quotes from the Books
I crossed my wrists beneath me and touched my head to
the floor, exposing the bow of my back. It is the submissive posture of a
slave girl who is to be punished. It is called Kneeling to the Whip. I
shook, visibly, at his feet. I whimpered. I waited for him to call a
guard, to bring the lash.
"Slave Girl of Gor" (page 200)
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Example by a slave
the girl slides to her knees in one graceful movement, resting her ass
on her tiny heels. she holds her head high displaying her kolar with
pride, but is careful to keep her azure eyes cast to the floor. she
spreads her thighs wide, her honeyed sex visible to all. her hands
reaching up into the thick mass of raven curls that covers her back, she
sweeps the ebony tresses that cover her olive skin over her shoulder. she
is careful to bring every tendril of her obsidian locks off of her lightly
scarred back. she crosses her arms in front of her full breasts, as she
bends at the waist. her hair falling into a pool with her crimson silks on
the floor. she shudders softly as her forehead is pressed to the cold
stone floor before her. she sighs as the cool air caresses her exposed
flesh. she tenses her muscles and doesn't move an inch as she waits for
the kiss of the whip
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