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| 27 | 321 | "On your back, Slut," I View more quotes about told">told her. |
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| 27 | 318 | The Lady Florence had held herself to be too good for men. |
| 27 | 319 | Now, perhaps he reasoned, if she could not be enticed to kneel across from him at his table in the honorable resplendent robes of free companionship she might at least, perhaps, more appropriately, crawl to him naked, on her belly, under the whip, across the tiles of his slave quarters. |
| 27 | 320 | She looked at me, frightened. |
| 27 | 321 | "On your back, Slut," I told her. |
| 27 | 322 | She lay back in the straw, the chain on her throat. |
| 27 | 323 | She brushed it to one side with her hand. |
| 27 | 324 | "You struck me," she said. |