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| 8 | 1040 | She then, hastily, View more quotes about struggling">struggling a little with it, pulled the tunic, a light pullover tunic, off, over her head. |
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| 8 | 1037 | "No, Master!" she cried. |
| 8 | 1038 | Her tiny fingers began to fumble with the knot of the slave girdle, before her, beneath her breasts. |
| 8 | 1039 | Then she had the knot loose and pulled away the girdle. |
| 8 | 1040 | She then, hastily, struggling a little with it, pulled the tunic, a light pullover tunic, off, over her head. |
| 8 | 1041 | "The slave obeys her master!" she gasped, frightened, kneeling before him. |
| 8 | 1042 | He then tied her hands behind her back with the slave girdle and thrust the tiny tunic, folded, crosswise, in her mouth, so that she would bite on it. |
| 8 | 1043 | He then pushed her head down to the stones. |