Book 34. (1 results) Plunder of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 3 | 36 | "There," said the View more quotes about fellow">fellow, standing back, who had gagged me. |
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Book 34. (7 results) Plunder of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 3 | 33 | "Surely she was too short, too widely hipped, too amply bodied! Did she not dress poorly? Did she not lack flair, and dash?" I could see now that the second man had gone into the bedroom and was rummaging through drawers. |
| 3 | 34 | In a bit he had returned to the living room, some cloth in his hand, and, apparently, two pairs of my nylon stockings. |
| 3 | 35 | The heavy hand was removed from my mouth, and I opened my mouth widely, wildly, to scream, but, at the same time, a wadding of cloth, silken panties, was thrust into my mouth, stifling any sound, and a moment thereafter it was bound in place by loops of two of my nylon stockings, drawn back tightly between my teeth. |
| 3 | 36 | "There," said the fellow, standing back, who had gagged me. |
| 3 | 37 | I shook my head, protestingly, tears in my eyes. |
| 3 | 38 | My protests, muted, scarcely audible, were unavailing. |
| 3 | 39 | How frightful it was then, to be silenced by the will of others. |
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"Surely she was too short, too widely hipped, too amply bodied! Did she not dress poorly? Did she not lack flair, and dash?" I could see now that the second man had gone into the bedroom and was rummaging through drawers.
In a bit he had returned to the living room, some cloth in his hand, and, apparently, two pairs of my nylon stockings.
The heavy hand was removed from my mouth, and I opened my mouth widely, wildly, to scream, but, at the same time, a wadding of cloth, silken panties, was thrust into my mouth, stifling any sound, and a moment thereafter it was bound in place by loops of two of my nylon stockings, drawn back tightly between my teeth.
"There," said the fellow, standing back, who had gagged me.
I shook my head, protestingly, tears in my eyes.
My protests, muted, scarcely audible, were unavailing.
How frightful it was then, to be silenced by the will of others.
- (Plunder of Gor)