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| 27 | 392 | "You are View more quotes about beautiful">beautiful, Dina!" he cried. |
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| 27 | 389 | And I could be only his helpless, loving, ecstatic slave, writhing in his arms, in the arms of my owner, and rape master. |
| 27 | 390 | I slipped the tunic over my head and, hastily, cast it aside. |
| 27 | 391 | I now faced Bran Loort clad only in the collar of my master and my brand. |
| 27 | 392 | "You are beautiful, Dina!" he cried. |
| 27 | 393 | "Please do not hurt me," I begged. |
| 27 | 394 | Joyfully he seized my ankles and dragged me to him, and then, with a peasant's roughness, thrust them widely apart. |
| 27 | 395 | "Please, Master," I begged. |