Book 28. (1 results) Kur of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 1 | 693 | At such View more quotes about times">times the smallest touch of a male, or even a smile, would have brought her begging to his feet. |
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Book 28. (7 results) Kur of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 1 | 690 | Whereas she was doubtless shocked at what she had seen she was also, in a sense, moved. |
| 1 | 691 | Perhaps she thought of herself, as in one of her dreams, so licking a male's shoulder, perhaps commanded to do so, in precisely that subservient manner. |
| 1 | 692 | Several times she had awakened in her bed, from such dreams, twisted in the covers, heated and thrashing, tormented by sensations that seemed to enliven and enfire every cubic inch of her, and turn her skin into a mottled sheet of living flame. |
| 1 | 693 | At such times the smallest touch of a male, or even a smile, would have brought her begging to his feet. |
| 1 | 694 | Sometimes she had fearfully, so awakening, felt her wrists and ankles, and her throat, making certain that her small, fair limbs were not thonged, and her lovely neck not encircled by a man's claiming collar. |
| 1 | 695 | The slut clearly had promise. |
| 1 | 696 | The Priest-Kings had done their job well. |
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Whereas she was doubtless shocked at what she had seen she was also, in a sense, moved.
Perhaps she thought of herself, as in one of her dreams, so licking a male's shoulder, perhaps commanded to do so, in precisely that subservient manner.
Several times she had awakened in her bed, from such dreams, twisted in the covers, heated and thrashing, tormented by sensations that seemed to enliven and enfire every cubic inch of her, and turn her skin into a mottled sheet of living flame.
At such times the smallest touch of a male, or even a smile, would have brought her begging to his feet.
Sometimes she had fearfully, so awakening, felt her wrists and ankles, and her throat, making certain that her small, fair limbs were not thonged, and her lovely neck not encircled by a man's claiming collar.
The slut clearly had promise.
The Priest-Kings had done their job well.
- (Kur of Gor)