Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 18 | 226 | "View more quotes about thank">Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!" she had cried out, hoping he could hear. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 18 | 223 | It had been only two weeks ago that Portus Canio, apparently satisfied with her service, perhaps even pleased, had thrown a small wad of cloth before her, as she had knelt in her stall. |
| 18 | 224 | She did not even know what it was until after he had left, and she lifted it, and shook it out. |
| 18 | 225 | She cried out with delight, and hugged it to her bosom, tears flowing from her eyes. |
| 18 | 226 | "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!" she had cried out, hoping he could hear. |
| 18 | 227 | It was a small, brown slave tunic. |
| 18 | 228 | The next morning, when freed, the chain off her neck, she had hastened to don the tiny garment and had run to Portus, seeking him out, and knelt before him, covering his feet with kisses. |
| 18 | 229 | "Thank you, my Master. |
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It had been only two weeks ago that Portus Canio, apparently satisfied with her service, perhaps even pleased, had thrown a small wad of cloth before her, as she had knelt in her stall.
She did not even know what it was until after he had left, and she lifted it, and shook it out.
She cried out with delight, and hugged it to her bosom, tears flowing from her eyes.
"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!" she had cried out, hoping he could hear.
It was a small, brown slave tunic.
The next morning, when freed, the chain off her neck, she had hastened to don the tiny garment and had run to Portus, seeking him out, and knelt before him, covering his feet with kisses.
"Thank you, my Master.
- (Prize of Gor)