Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 30 | 177 | She View more quotes about felt">felt her legs thrust widely, brutally, apart. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 30 | 174 | "Speak!" he cried, angrily. |
| 30 | 175 | "Thank you, Master!" she wept, in terror, looking up at him. |
| 30 | 176 | "Thank you, Master! Thank you for beating me!" He angrily cast the whip aside, and then crouched beside her. |
| 30 | 177 | She felt her legs thrust widely, brutally, apart. |
| 30 | 178 | He was not gentle with her. |
| 30 | 179 | Afterwards he left her there, in the tarsk pen, and she turned, weeping, blubbering, half in shock, eyes wide, to her side, to relieve her back from contact with the soiled, rough ground, the stained wood chips, of the abandoned pen. |
| 30 | 180 | It was there in the tarsk pen that she spent the night. |
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"Speak!" he cried, angrily.
"Thank you, Master!" she wept, in terror, looking up at him.
"Thank you, Master! Thank you for beating me!" He angrily cast the whip aside, and then crouched beside her.
She felt her legs thrust widely, brutally, apart.
He was not gentle with her.
Afterwards he left her there, in the tarsk pen, and she turned, weeping, blubbering, half in shock, eyes wide, to her side, to relieve her back from contact with the soiled, rough ground, the stained wood chips, of the abandoned pen.
It was there in the tarsk pen that she spent the night.
- (Prize of Gor)