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| 12 | 371 | I tapped the quirt in my palm. |
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| 12 | 368 | "Yes," she said, sullenly. |
| 12 | 369 | "Why," I View more quotes about asked">asked, "did you, in our two previous meetings, regard me with such contempt?" She tossed her head. |
| 12 | 370 | "I advise you to speak, Slave," I said. |
| 12 | 371 | I tapped the quirt in my palm. |
| 12 | 372 | "You are only a male slave," she spat out, suddenly. |
| 12 | 373 | "I despise male slaves. |
| 12 | 374 | I hold them in contempt. |