Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 17 | 786 | "View more quotes about hold">Hold me, touch me, please!" she sobbed. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 17 | 783 | "Aiiiiiii!" cried Ellen, and her long, wild cry, her shriek of relief, of gratitude, of helpless joy must have rung throughout the market, piercing it from end to end, from stall to stall, reverberating from the wall across the way, carrying even to the streets beyond. |
| 17 | 784 | She then lay shuddering, sobbing, in the chains. |
| 17 | 785 | She was scarcely aware that the man had left her side, and that Targo, too, was no longer on the shelf. |
| 17 | 786 | "Hold me, touch me, please!" she sobbed. |
| 17 | 787 | But she was alone. |
| 17 | 788 | "Slut, slut, slut!" hissed Cichek. |
| 17 | 789 | "Helpless slave-girl slut!" hissed Emris. |
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"Aiiiiiii!" cried Ellen, and her long, wild cry, her shriek of relief, of gratitude, of helpless joy must have rung throughout the market, piercing it from end to end, from stall to stall, reverberating from the wall across the way, carrying even to the streets beyond.
She then lay shuddering, sobbing, in the chains.
She was scarcely aware that the man had left her side, and that Targo, too, was no longer on the shelf.
"Hold me, touch me, please!" she sobbed.
But she was alone.
"Slut, slut, slut!" hissed Cichek.
"Helpless slave-girl slut!" hissed Emris.
- (Prize of Gor)