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| 2 | 283 | "You are View more quotes about pretty">pretty, slut of Cos," he said, standing back, admiring his handiwork. |
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| 2 | 280 | She was not in the position of the helplessly loving female slave at the feet of a beloved master who regarded her with indifference as merely another of his women, or was even cold to her, perhaps disdaining her as a trivial, meaningless possession. |
| 2 | 281 | Marcus now, roughly, took the forward ends of the cord, where they dangled before her, and put them back, beneath her arms, through the back loop, and drew them forward where he tied them, snugly, beneath her breasts. |
| 2 | 282 | "Oh!" she said. |
| 2 | 283 | "You are pretty, slut of Cos," he said, standing back, admiring his handiwork. |
| 2 | 284 | "I wish that I had a mirror," she said. |
| 2 | 285 | "You may see yourself, in a sense," I said, "in the mirror of his desire". |
| 2 | 286 | "Yes," she whispered, shyly. |