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Book 19. (1 results) Kajira of Gor (Individual Quote)

He moved my ankles, tight in his grip, slowly, widely apart. - (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 32, Sentence #103)
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32 103 He View more quotes about moved">moved my ankles, tight in his grip, slowly, widely apart.

Book 19. (7 results) Kajira of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
32 100 There were tears in my eyes.
32 101 I pulled futilely against the thongs on my wrists.
32 102 "You are very pretty, as a slave," he said, regarding me, musingly, his hands on my ankles.
32 103 He moved my ankles, tight in his grip, slowly, widely apart.
32 104 I could not prevent this.
32 105 Then angrily, he closed them.
32 106 "No," he said.
There were tears in my eyes. I pulled futilely against the thongs on my wrists. "You are very pretty, as a slave," he said, regarding me, musingly, his hands on my ankles. He moved my ankles, tight in his grip, slowly, widely apart. I could not prevent this. Then angrily, he closed them. "No," he said. - (Kajira of Gor)