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| 52 | 306 | Was he View more quotes about fighting">fighting his own feelings? Might that be? Was he afraid of himself, and his feelings, standing before one who was no more than a kneeling, helpless, collared, branded animal? Did he now fear that he might care for a mere slave? How absurd! What had he to fear? The collar was on my neck, and his was the whip. |
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| 52 | 303 | "You are a lying little slut," he said. |
| 52 | 304 | "No, Master!" I said. |
| 52 | 305 | I wondered how much this had to do with me, and how much it had to do with him. |
| 52 | 306 | Was he fighting his own feelings? Might that be? Was he afraid of himself, and his feelings, standing before one who was no more than a kneeling, helpless, collared, branded animal? Did he now fear that he might care for a mere slave? How absurd! What had he to fear? The collar was on my neck, and his was the whip. |
| 52 | 307 | "I have waited a long time to own you," he said. |
| 52 | 308 | "And have I not waited a long time to be owned?" I said. |
| 52 | 309 | I looked up at him, and was suddenly afraid. |