Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 24 | 871 | View more quotes about ellen">Ellen, kneeling up, lifting her wrists, crossed, flushed. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 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. |
| 24 | 872 | She was obeying, and kneeling, a naked slave, in the presence of Selius Arconious, whom she hated. |
| 24 | 873 | She felt her wrists lashed together, at one end of a leather tether. |
| 24 | 874 | She was pulled to her feet. |
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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.
She was obeying, and kneeling, a naked slave, in the presence of Selius Arconious, whom she hated.
She felt her wrists lashed together, at one end of a leather tether.
She was pulled to her feet.
- (Prize of Gor)