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| 50 | 116 | Her View more quotes about small">small wrists moved helplessly behind her, confined in their tight thongs. |
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| 50 | 113 | "I am a slave!" she wept. |
| 50 | 114 | "Please, Master, do not let them give me to the women!" Her tears flowed copiously, staining the rock and his moccasins. |
| 50 | 115 | Her body trembled. |
| 50 | 116 | Her small wrists moved helplessly behind her, confined in their tight thongs. |
| 50 | 117 | Her lips pressed again and again to his moccasins, covering them with pleading, desperate kisses. |
| 50 | 118 | "I beg you, Master!" she wept. |
| 50 | 119 | "Please, please accept me as a slave!" He crouched down, and turned her to her side, that she might look up at him. |