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| 3 | 312 | "I yield me, View more quotes about master">Master!" wept the slave, softly. |
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| 3 | 309 | They are plentiful, dismally so. |
| 3 | 310 | Goreans, incidentally, doubt that any female is, qua female, irremediably or ultimately frigid. |
| 3 | 311 | It is a common observation, even on Earth, that one man's petulant and frigid wife is another man's, to be sure, a different sort of man's, passionate, begging, obedient slave. |
| 3 | 312 | "I yield me, Master!" wept the slave, softly. |
| 3 | 313 | "It is known to me," he said. |
| 3 | 314 | "Yes, Master," she said. |
| 3 | 315 | I heard the sound of a tabor several yards away, and the swirl of a flute, and the clapping of hands. |