Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 24 | 865 | "View more quotes about thank">Thank you, Master," she said, bitterly, angrily. |
| 24 | 866 | "Your gratitude may be premature, my dear," said Selius Arconious. |
| 24 | 867 | Ellen lifted her head a little, puzzled. |
| 24 | 868 | Selius Arconious stepped back, away from her. |
| 24 | 869 | "Kneel up, slut," said the scribe. |
| 24 | 870 | "Lift your wrists, crossed". |
| 24 | 871 | Ellen, kneeling up, lifting her wrists, crossed, flushed. |
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"Thank you, Master," she said, bitterly, angrily.
"Your gratitude may be premature, my dear," said Selius Arconious.
Ellen lifted her head a little, puzzled.
Selius Arconious stepped back, away from her.
"Kneel up, slut," said the scribe.
"Lift your wrists, crossed".
Ellen, kneeling up, lifting her wrists, crossed, flushed.
- (Prize of Gor)