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Book 25. (1 results) Magicians of Gor (Individual Quote)

"I yield me your slave!" wept Phoebe. - (Magicians of Gor, Chapter 20, Sentence #351)
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20 351 "I View more quotes about yield">yield me your slave!" wept Phoebe.

Book 25. (7 results) Magicians of Gor (Context Quote)

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20 348 "Claim me!" wept Phoebe.
20 349 "I beg it! I am your slave! Use me as the helpless vessel of your pleasure!" "Do not move," I said to the new slave.
20 350 She remained as she was, on all fours.
20 351 "I yield me your slave!" wept Phoebe.
20 352 "I yield me your slave!" Then she was trembling, and gasping for breath, clinging to Marcus.
20 353 He, too, gasped, and then suddenly he laughed, a mighty laugh, almost a roar, a laugh of triumph, like an exultant larl, joyful in his mastery of the beauty.
20 354 "Such may be done to slaves," I said to the new slave.
"Claim me!" wept Phoebe. "I beg it! I am your slave! Use me as the helpless vessel of your pleasure!" "Do not move," I said to the new slave. She remained as she was, on all fours. "I yield me your slave!" wept Phoebe. "I yield me your slave!" Then she was trembling, and gasping for breath, clinging to Marcus. He, too, gasped, and then suddenly he laughed, a mighty laugh, almost a roar, a laugh of triumph, like an exultant larl, joyful in his mastery of the beauty. "Such may be done to slaves," I said to the new slave. - (Magicians of Gor)