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Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)

And then Ellen, tears running down her cheeks, knelt appropriately before the men, as what she was, a Gorean pleasure slave, back on heels, back straight, head up, hands down on thighs, knees widely spread. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 25, Sentence #989)
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25 989 And then View more quotes about ellen">Ellen, tears running down her cheeks, knelt appropriately before the men, as what she was, a Gorean pleasure slave, back on heels, back straight, head up, hands down on thighs, knees widely spread.

Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)

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25 986 "Kneel, facing the men," said the auctioneer.
25 987 Ellen then knelt, facing the men, but with her head down, her knees closely together, trembling, her arms crossed before her, trying to cover herself as best she could, trying to conceal as much of the slave as possible.
25 988 "Position," said the auctioneer to Ellen.
25 989 And then Ellen, tears running down her cheeks, knelt appropriately before the men, as what she was, a Gorean pleasure slave, back on heels, back straight, head up, hands down on thighs, knees widely spread.
25 990 "I have twenty," said the auctioneer.
25 991 "I am preparing to close my hand!" Ellen had recognized the voice.
25 992 In a moment she would again belong to Mirus, he who had first opened her for the uses of men, her first master.
"Kneel, facing the men," said the auctioneer. Ellen then knelt, facing the men, but with her head down, her knees closely together, trembling, her arms crossed before her, trying to cover herself as best she could, trying to conceal as much of the slave as possible. "Position," said the auctioneer to Ellen. And then Ellen, tears running down her cheeks, knelt appropriately before the men, as what she was, a Gorean pleasure slave, back on heels, back straight, head up, hands down on thighs, knees widely spread. "I have twenty," said the auctioneer. "I am preparing to close my hand!" Ellen had recognized the voice. In a moment she would again belong to Mirus, he who had first opened her for the uses of men, her first master. - (Prize of Gor)