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And then he put his foot gently on her body, not pressing with any weight, and moved it a bit, to let her have the feeling of a man's foot on her body, to let her feel herself, a female, beneath the foot of a man. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 17, Sentence #300)

"Perhaps our little ice ball is going to melt," he said. "Master?" She felt the side of his sandal against her left side, at the waist, moving there, along her waist, not to kick her, but to caress her in a way, to let her feel a man's foot, to let her feel herself at his feet. "Master?" she said. And then he put his foot gently on her body, not pressing with any weight, and moved it a bit, to let her have the feeling of a man's foot on her body, to let her feel herself, a female, beneath the foot of a man. She tried to withdraw in her chains but could not, of course, do so. "Master," she said, "please, no! Oh! Oh!" "You are not only going to awaken," he said. "You are going to be a juicy, tasty, steaming little pudding". - (Prize of Gor)