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| 15 | 875 | She View more quotes about lifted">lifted her head to him, in the darkness of the hood, pathetically, hopefully. |
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| 15 | 872 | But before he could draw twice on the leash, giving the prisoner her signal, she thrust her head down, to his feet, reaching for them, as she had earlier for mine. |
| 15 | 873 | He let her find them, for a moment, and press, and rub, her face, her head, her gagged, covered mouth desperately, piteously against them. |
| 15 | 874 | "You seem to have the dispositions, and makings, of a slave," he mused. |
| 15 | 875 | She lifted her head to him, in the darkness of the hood, pathetically, hopefully. |
| 15 | 876 | "And surely your body," he said, "so trim and excitingly shaped, is much like those that are found in slave markets". |
| 15 | 877 | She whimpered affirmatively, beggingly. |
| 15 | 878 | "But unfortunately," he said, "you are a free woman". |