Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 28 | 119 | With a cry of joy she View more quotes about flung">flung herself into my arms weeping. |
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Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 28 | 116 | She looked up. |
| 28 | 117 | I smiled. |
| 28 | 118 | "To my lips, Slave Girl," I commanded. |
| 28 | 119 | With a cry of joy she flung herself into my arms weeping. |
| 28 | 120 | "I love you, Master," she cried. |
| 28 | 121 | "I love you, Cabot, my Master!" I knew the words she spoke could not be true but I did not rebuke her. |
| 28 | 122 | It was no longer in my heart to be cruel to Vika of Treve, no matter who or what she might be. |
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She looked up.
I smiled.
"To my lips, Slave Girl," I commanded.
With a cry of joy she flung herself into my arms weeping.
"I love you, Master," she cried.
"I love you, Cabot, my Master!" I knew the words she spoke could not be true but I did not rebuke her.
It was no longer in my heart to be cruel to Vika of Treve, no matter who or what she might be.
- (Priest-Kings of Gor)