Book 19. (1 results) Kajira of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 33 | 487 | Its claws scratched and slipped on the View more quotes about tiles">tiles. |
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Book 19. (7 results) Kajira of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 33 | 484 | Sheila tried to scramble back, wild in her chains, but, held, could not do so. |
| 33 | 485 | She threw her head back, her eyes closed, sobbing and screaming, begging the masters for mercy. |
| 33 | 486 | The frenzied sleen tried to reach Sheila. |
| 33 | 487 | Its claws scratched and slipped on the tiles. |
| 33 | 488 | It snapped and bit at her, its eyes blazing. |
| 33 | 489 | Its fangs, long, wild, white, moist, curved, gleaming, were but inches from her enslaved beauty. |
| 33 | 490 | A word was spoken. |
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Sheila tried to scramble back, wild in her chains, but, held, could not do so.
She threw her head back, her eyes closed, sobbing and screaming, begging the masters for mercy.
The frenzied sleen tried to reach Sheila.
Its claws scratched and slipped on the tiles.
It snapped and bit at her, its eyes blazing.
Its fangs, long, wild, white, moist, curved, gleaming, were but inches from her enslaved beauty.
A word was spoken.
- (Kajira of Gor)