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| 3 | 325 | "View more quotes about yours">Yours, Master," Cecily whispered to me. |
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| 3 | 322 | Cecily took the food gratefully from me, and seemed almost dreamily content. |
| 3 | 323 | Sometimes, head down, she kissed softly at my hand, and fingers. |
| 3 | 324 | "Slave, slave!" hissed Constantina. |
| 3 | 325 | "Yours, Master," Cecily whispered to me. |
| 3 | 326 | "Slave!" cried Constantina. |
| 3 | 327 | "Perhaps," I said to Pertinax, "you might similarly feed your girl". |
| 3 | 328 | "Never!" said Constantina. |