Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 25 | 639 | There was no stroke of the whip. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 25 | 636 | "On your View more quotes about knees">knees, slave girl!" snapped the auctioneer. |
| 25 | 637 | Ellen supposed that the woman must have knelt, instantly. |
| 25 | 638 | There was laughter from the crowd. |
| 25 | 639 | There was no stroke of the whip. |
| 25 | 640 | "Please," she cried again, perhaps now on her knees, her hands perhaps extended piteously to the crowd. |
| 25 | 641 | "I will repay you a hundred times for whatever you give for me!" she cried. |
| 25 | 642 | "You then acknowledge yourself a slave?" asked the auctioneer. |
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"On your knees, slave girl!" snapped the auctioneer.
Ellen supposed that the woman must have knelt, instantly.
There was laughter from the crowd.
There was no stroke of the whip.
"Please," she cried again, perhaps now on her knees, her hands perhaps extended piteously to the crowd.
"I will repay you a hundred times for whatever you give for me!" she cried.
"You then acknowledge yourself a slave?" asked the auctioneer.
- (Prize of Gor)