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| 2 | 284 | "I wish that I had a mirror," she said. |
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| 2 | 281 | View more quotes about marcus">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. |
| 2 | 287 | "And this," said Marcus, loosening the cord, "is perhaps the most common way of wearing the slave girdle". |