Book 7. (1 results) Captive of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 15 | 1256 | I View more quotes about cried">cried out with misery, my hands extended to Rask of Treve, my eyes pleading. |
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Book 7. (7 results) Captive of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 15 | 1253 | I extended my hands to Rask of Treve, piteously. |
| 15 | 1254 | I was suddenly aware, behind me, of a warrior, standing. |
| 15 | 1255 | In his right hand, the lashes looped in his left, he held a slave whip. |
| 15 | 1256 | I cried out with misery, my hands extended to Rask of Treve, my eyes pleading. |
| 15 | 1257 | He must show Elinor Brinton mercy! But she would be shown no mercy. |
| 15 | 1258 | "Dance, Slave," said Rask of Treve. |
| 15 | 1259 | I leaped to my feet, my hands held over my head. |
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I extended my hands to Rask of Treve, piteously.
I was suddenly aware, behind me, of a warrior, standing.
In his right hand, the lashes looped in his left, he held a slave whip.
I cried out with misery, my hands extended to Rask of Treve, my eyes pleading.
He must show Elinor Brinton mercy! But she would be shown no mercy.
"Dance, Slave," said Rask of Treve.
I leaped to my feet, my hands held over my head.
- (Captive of Gor)