Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 28 | 398 | I put my View more quotes about head">head down, kneeling to the whip. |
| 28 | 399 | "Forgive me, Master," I whispered. |
| 28 | 400 | "Once this evening," said he, "you, a slave, addressed me by my name, rather than as 'Master. |
| 28 | 401 | '" "Forgive me, Master," I said. |
| 28 | 402 | I trembled. |
| 28 | 403 | I recalled I had cried out, "I love you, Clitus Vitellius!" How foolish I had been. |
| 28 | 404 | It was a girl's mistake. |
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I put my head down, kneeling to the whip.
"Forgive me, Master," I whispered.
"Once this evening," said he, "you, a slave, addressed me by my name, rather than as 'Master.
'" "Forgive me, Master," I said.
I trembled.
I recalled I had cried out, "I love you, Clitus Vitellius!" How foolish I had been.
It was a girl's mistake.
- (Slave Girl of Gor)