Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 16 | 1293 | Wriggle! Squirm!" View more quotes about ellen">Ellen shrieked with misery and collapsed, sobbing, to the shelf. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 16 | 1290 | "Smile," said he, not pleasantly. |
| 16 | 1291 | "Catch their eye. |
| 16 | 1292 | Tongue movements! Helpless movements of your knees and thighs! Pretend you are a hot little urt. |
| 16 | 1293 | Wriggle! Squirm!" Ellen shrieked with misery and collapsed, sobbing, to the shelf. |
| 16 | 1294 | "Ten copper tarsks were too much for you," said Targo. |
| 16 | 1295 | "Ten copper tarsk-bits would be too much for you!" Ellen's body, lying on the shelf, was wracked with sobs. |
| 16 | 1296 | "You are begging for the leather, slave girl," said Targo. |
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"Smile," said he, not pleasantly.
"Catch their eye.
Tongue movements! Helpless movements of your knees and thighs! Pretend you are a hot little urt.
Wriggle! Squirm!" Ellen shrieked with misery and collapsed, sobbing, to the shelf.
"Ten copper tarsks were too much for you," said Targo.
"Ten copper tarsk-bits would be too much for you!" Ellen's body, lying on the shelf, was wracked with sobs.
"You are begging for the leather, slave girl," said Targo.
- (Prize of Gor)