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| 39 | 172 | I View more quotes about turned">turned my head piteously toward him, but he thrust my head, held by the hair, back to the panel. |
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| 39 | 169 | I wanted to cry out in misery and protest, but, the prisoner of a Gorean gag, could not do so. |
| 39 | 170 | I jerked at the bracelets that held by hands pinioned behind my back. |
| 39 | 171 | "Steady, worthless, well-formed she-tarsk," said Florian. |
| 39 | 172 | I turned my head piteously toward him, but he thrust my head, held by the hair, back to the panel. |
| 39 | 173 | "Doubtless you have some sense of her torment," said Florian, quietly. |
| 39 | 174 | "Were you not yourself once clad in a tunic of fire? Fire cloth is interesting. |
| 39 | 175 | I would not mind clothing one of your collar-sisters from the Golden Chain in such an attractive little outfit. |