Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 30 | 178 | He was not gentle with her. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 30 | 175 | "View more quotes about thank">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. |
| 30 | 181 | Before dawn, the next day, Portus Canio came to her, sponged her back, and her body, with a damp rag, cooling her and cleaning her, and freed her. |
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"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.
Before dawn, the next day, Portus Canio came to her, sponged her back, and her body, with a damp rag, cooling her and cleaning her, and freed her.
- (Prize of Gor)