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| 37 | 115 | I View more quotes about wondered">wondered if she should be beaten or caressed, whipped or raped. |
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| 37 | 112 | She lay naked in the pit, before me, on her left side, her head in the crook of her left arm, her right leg, the braided-rawhide rope on its ankle, drawn up a bit more than her left. |
| 37 | 113 | She was exquisitely curvaceous. |
| 37 | 114 | Doubtless she knew well how she lay before me. |
| 37 | 115 | I wondered if she should be beaten or caressed, whipped or raped. |
| 37 | 116 | Sometimes slaves are skillful in enmeshing masters in the toils of their beauty. |
| 37 | 117 | How often do they conquer us with their softness! How often are we the victims of their delicious, insidious charms and wiles! What drums and alarms are found, upon occasion, in their glances and smiles. |
| 37 | 118 | What battalions can march in a tearful eye and a trembling lip. |