“We are managed by first girls, large tharlarion-like women, female whip slaves.”

“We are managed by first girls, large tharlarion-like women, female whip slaves.”
“Interesting,” I said.
“Sometimes,” she said, “girls moaning and needing men would be switched to silence. When free I despised the needs of slave girls, but then I did not understand how they felt, how helpless they were in the throes of their needs; I did not understand what was going on in their bodies, that made them cry out, and whimper, and scratch at the boards, and moan; I did not understand what men had done to them, to so ignite their needs, to make them so piteously the prisoners of their own bodies, of what they were, the helpless victim, captive, and slave of their own womanhood.”

Mariners of Gor, p. 212

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