Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 26 | 406 | Then the spigot of a bota was View more quotes about thrust">thrust between her teeth, and, head back, she drank gratefully. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 26 | 403 | She pursed her lips, humbly. |
| 26 | 404 | Would her lips be now raped with the kiss of the master, he imperiously claiming his property? There was a small, soft laugh, a man's laugh. |
| 26 | 405 | "Slave," he whispered. |
| 26 | 406 | Then the spigot of a bota was thrust between her teeth, and, head back, she drank gratefully. |
| 26 | 407 | Too soon it seemed the spigot was withdrawn. |
| 26 | 408 | "Open your mouth, slave," she heard, and she, head back, obeyed. |
| 26 | 409 | A handful of slave pellets was thrust into her mouth. |
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She pursed her lips, humbly.
Would her lips be now raped with the kiss of the master, he imperiously claiming his property? There was a small, soft laugh, a man's laugh.
"Slave," he whispered.
Then the spigot of a bota was thrust between her teeth, and, head back, she drank gratefully.
Too soon it seemed the spigot was withdrawn.
"Open your mouth, slave," she heard, and she, head back, obeyed.
A handful of slave pellets was thrust into her mouth.
- (Prize of Gor)