Book 14. (1 results) Fighting Slave of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 4 | 117 | View more quotes about lola">Lola, the beautiful slave girl, then tore away the rag from her hips and lowered herself to the tiles. |
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Book 14. (7 results) Fighting Slave of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 4 | 114 | There were tears in my eyes, from the stinging of the blows of the quirt. |
| 4 | 115 | "Poor Jason," she said, soothingly. |
| 4 | 116 | Then, again, she spoke to Lola. |
| 4 | 117 | Lola, the beautiful slave girl, then tore away the rag from her hips and lowered herself to the tiles. |
| 4 | 118 | She lay then on her back before me. |
| 4 | 119 | She threw her ankles apart and put her wrists to her sides, their backs to the tiles. |
| 4 | 120 | It seemed she struggled, as though she might be chained in place, and then resigned herself to her helplessness, and turned her face to me. |
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There were tears in my eyes, from the stinging of the blows of the quirt.
"Poor Jason," she said, soothingly.
Then, again, she spoke to Lola.
Lola, the beautiful slave girl, then tore away the rag from her hips and lowered herself to the tiles.
She lay then on her back before me.
She threw her ankles apart and put her wrists to her sides, their backs to the tiles.
It seemed she struggled, as though she might be chained in place, and then resigned herself to her helplessness, and turned her face to me.
- (Fighting Slave of Gor)