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| 20 | 351 | "I yield me your View more quotes about slave">slave!" wept Phoebe. |
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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. |