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| 13 | 479 | "I yield me View more quotes about yours">yours, my Master!" she cried. |
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| 13 | 476 | "Yes, Master," she said. |
| 13 | 477 | Then I began again to touch her, lifting her to the heights she had chosen, the degrading joys of bondage, the humiliating ecstasy of the chained slave girl. |
| 13 | 478 | "Aiii!" she cried, throwing her head back. |
| 13 | 479 | "I yield me yours, my Master!" she cried. |
| 13 | 480 | I had not even, this early in the evening, elected to enter her. |
| 13 | 481 | "Please touch me, hold me," she wept, helplessly. |
| 13 | 482 | I did so. |