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| 36 | 615 | My View more quotes about right">right shoulder struck the tiles. |
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| 36 | 612 | Perhaps I will be moved to be merciful, and keep you as the lowest and most worthless slave on Gor!" "I do love you!" I wept. |
| 36 | 613 | "Lying slave!" he cried. |
| 36 | 614 | He leapt across the room, and, with the flat of his hand, savagely, struck me from my knees. |
| 36 | 615 | My right shoulder struck the tiles. |
| 36 | 616 | I tasted blood in my mouth. |
| 36 | 617 | I lay there, bound, frightened. |
| 36 | 618 | It had been only a slap, but I felt as though my head might have been almost taken from me. |