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Book 23. (1 results) Renegades of Gor (Individual Quote)

Wild, tiny, piteous noises emanated from Lady Publia's hood. - (Renegades of Gor, Chapter 15, Sentence #835)
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15 835 Wild, View more quotes about tiny">tiny, piteous noises emanated from Lady Publia's hood.

Book 23. (7 results) Renegades of Gor (Context Quote)

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15 832 "Do not fret, little vulo," he said to her, putting his hand on her head, "you will soon be on the spit, cooking in the sun".
15 833 She wept and struggled.
15 834 "It seems there will be little difficulty in getting this one to squirm on the spear," said the fellow.
15 835 Wild, tiny, piteous noises emanated from Lady Publia's hood.
15 836 "Sometimes they wriggle well," he said, "perhaps because they are afraid, or because they think they can get off the spear somehow, or because they are trying to end it.
15 837 Sometimes they try to hold themselves as still as possible.
15 838 Sometimes then we use the whip on them, and sometimes not.
"Do not fret, little vulo," he said to her, putting his hand on her head, "you will soon be on the spit, cooking in the sun". She wept and struggled. "It seems there will be little difficulty in getting this one to squirm on the spear," said the fellow. Wild, tiny, piteous noises emanated from Lady Publia's hood. "Sometimes they wriggle well," he said, "perhaps because they are afraid, or because they think they can get off the spear somehow, or because they are trying to end it. Sometimes they try to hold themselves as still as possible. Sometimes then we use the whip on them, and sometimes not. - (Renegades of Gor)