Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 27 | 1618 | His View more quotes about hand">hand was so twisted in her hair she feared great gouts of it would be torn free. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 27 | 1615 | The tharlarion reared and squealed. |
| 27 | 1616 | She was then half across the saddle, twisted, on her side, before him. |
| 27 | 1617 | She tried to squirm free and then it seemed her head exploded with pain. |
| 27 | 1618 | His hand was so twisted in her hair she feared great gouts of it would be torn free. |
| 27 | 1619 | Tears burst from her eyes. |
| 27 | 1620 | "Do not struggle," said he, "slave girl!" Then he had her well across the saddle, on her belly, and she, wedged between the pommel and his body, was helpless. |
| 27 | 1621 | "If I cannot have you," he said, "no one shall!" "No, please, Master!" she cried. |
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The tharlarion reared and squealed.
She was then half across the saddle, twisted, on her side, before him.
She tried to squirm free and then it seemed her head exploded with pain.
His hand was so twisted in her hair she feared great gouts of it would be torn free.
Tears burst from her eyes.
"Do not struggle," said he, "slave girl!" Then he had her well across the saddle, on her belly, and she, wedged between the pommel and his body, was helpless.
"If I cannot have you," he said, "no one shall!" "No, please, Master!" she cried.
- (Prize of Gor)