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Book 14. (1 results) Fighting Slave of Gor (Individual Quote)

"Please—Master!" I strode angrily to her and took her by the hair, and flung her back, to her back on the grass. - (Fighting Slave of Gor, Chapter 32, Sentence #171)
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32 171 "View more quotes about please">Please—Master!" I strode angrily to her and took her by the hair, and flung her back, to her back on the grass.

Book 14. (7 results) Fighting Slave of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
32 168 To be sure, the Lady Florence was only a free woman.
32 169 But it was not difficult to conjecture what might be her increasing sexual vulnerability, her profound sexual helplessness, if she were to find herself truly enslaved.
32 170 "Please, please," she whimpered.
32 171 "Please—Master!" I strode angrily to her and took her by the hair, and flung her back, to her back on the grass.
32 172 "Yes!" she wept.
32 173 "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!" * * * * She pressed her bound flesh against me, piteously, gratefully.
32 174 I felt her small, soft tongue at my neck, and shoulder.
To be sure, the Lady Florence was only a free woman. But it was not difficult to conjecture what might be her increasing sexual vulnerability, her profound sexual helplessness, if she were to find herself truly enslaved. "Please, please," she whimpered. "Please—Master!" I strode angrily to her and took her by the hair, and flung her back, to her back on the grass. "Yes!" she wept. "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!" * * * * She pressed her bound flesh against me, piteously, gratefully. I felt her small, soft tongue at my neck, and shoulder. - (Fighting Slave of Gor)