Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 25 | 576 | "I View more quotes about shall">shall close my hand! I shall close my hand!" called the auctioneer. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 25 | 573 | The manacle fell from her wrist. |
| 25 | 574 | The former free woman was drawn to her feet, and held upright, as it seemed her legs might buckle. |
| 25 | 575 | She looked down at Ellen, wild-eyed, trembling, weak, but in Ellen's eyes she doubtless saw little but her own terror reflected. |
| 25 | 576 | "I shall close my hand! I shall close my hand!" called the auctioneer. |
| 25 | 577 | "My hand is closed! Sold!" The gong sounded from somewhere on the block, doubtless toward its back. |
| 25 | 578 | There was a sound of sobbing, a sharp blow of the whip, a cry of pain. |
| 25 | 579 | The former free woman raised her eyes piteously to the attendant who held her left upper arm in a grip of iron, perhaps then understanding what it was to be a woman and a slave, but he was not even aware of this, keeping his gaze fixed on the attendant toward the top of the stairs. |
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The manacle fell from her wrist.
The former free woman was drawn to her feet, and held upright, as it seemed her legs might buckle.
She looked down at Ellen, wild-eyed, trembling, weak, but in Ellen's eyes she doubtless saw little but her own terror reflected.
"I shall close my hand! I shall close my hand!" called the auctioneer.
"My hand is closed! Sold!" The gong sounded from somewhere on the block, doubtless toward its back.
There was a sound of sobbing, a sharp blow of the whip, a cry of pain.
The former free woman raised her eyes piteously to the attendant who held her left upper arm in a grip of iron, perhaps then understanding what it was to be a woman and a slave, but he was not even aware of this, keeping his gaze fixed on the attendant toward the top of the stairs.
- (Prize of Gor)