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| 13 | 36 | "View more quotes about master">Master?" How helpless and lovely was the slave, kneeling, naked, head down, grasping her ankles, frightened, blindfolded. |
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| 13 | 33 | She spoke with her head down, her ankles gripped. |
| 13 | 34 | "Who are you?" she said. |
| 13 | 35 | "Who owns me!" I observed her, not speaking. |
| 13 | 36 | "Master?" How helpless and lovely was the slave, kneeling, naked, head down, grasping her ankles, frightened, blindfolded. |
| 13 | 37 | "Master, please," she said. |
| 13 | 38 | "Master?" "Be silent," I said. |
| 13 | 39 | "Yes, Master," she said. |