Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 30 | 577 | He was not patient with her. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 30 | 574 | "Be View more quotes about silent">silent!" he cried, and, mad with passion, cuffed her, striking her head to the side but she turned back, instantly, her mouth bleeding, kissing at his body, leaving small, bright prints of blood upon it. |
| 30 | 575 | Then he took her in his arms. |
| 30 | 576 | He uttered a great cry of joy. |
| 30 | 577 | He was not patient with her. |
| 30 | 578 | Instantly was she penetrated. |
| 30 | 579 | He cried out with pleasure, and exuberance, owning her, possessing her, his purchased slave. |
| 30 | 580 | And then, clutching him, holding to him as tightly as she could, enraptured, as a used, ravished, shameless slave, chained and shackled, she yielded to him, and, oh, with the fullness of a slave's yielding, with that yielding which a slave longs to yield, with that yielding which a slave must yield, with that yielding which can be known to no woman who is not a slave, she yielded, and she yielded, and yielded! "Are you a free woman?" he asked. |
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"Be silent!" he cried, and, mad with passion, cuffed her, striking her head to the side but she turned back, instantly, her mouth bleeding, kissing at his body, leaving small, bright prints of blood upon it.
Then he took her in his arms.
He uttered a great cry of joy.
He was not patient with her.
Instantly was she penetrated.
He cried out with pleasure, and exuberance, owning her, possessing her, his purchased slave.
And then, clutching him, holding to him as tightly as she could, enraptured, as a used, ravished, shameless slave, chained and shackled, she yielded to him, and, oh, with the fullness of a slave's yielding, with that yielding which a slave longs to yield, with that yielding which a slave must yield, with that yielding which can be known to no woman who is not a slave, she yielded, and she yielded, and yielded! "Are you a free woman?" he asked.
- (Prize of Gor)