Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 22 | 380 | How View more quotes about cruel">cruel they are to us! She wondered if her heat had been visible in the exhibition cage, when she had touched the warm bar, kissed it, pressed herself piteously against it. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 22 | 377 | Then, she wanted to press suddenly against him, whimpering, but she knew she was not to be used, not until after her sale. |
| 22 | 378 | Until then she was to heat, and simmer, until she wanted to scream with need. |
| 22 | 379 | How hateful are the masters, she thought. |
| 22 | 380 | How cruel they are to us! She wondered if her heat had been visible in the exhibition cage, when she had touched the warm bar, kissed it, pressed herself piteously against it. |
| 22 | 381 | He drew his arm away from her. |
| 22 | 382 | He staggered, a little, shifting unsteadily. |
| 22 | 383 | He steadied himself with one hand on her shoulder. |
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Then, she wanted to press suddenly against him, whimpering, but she knew she was not to be used, not until after her sale.
Until then she was to heat, and simmer, until she wanted to scream with need.
How hateful are the masters, she thought.
How cruel they are to us! She wondered if her heat had been visible in the exhibition cage, when she had touched the warm bar, kissed it, pressed herself piteously against it.
He drew his arm away from her.
He staggered, a little, shifting unsteadily.
He steadied himself with one hand on her shoulder.
- (Prize of Gor)