Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 9 | 3 | She wore the kirtle of white wool, the riveted View more quotes about collar">collar of black iron. |
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Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 8 | 310 | There was a small sound, from the fetters on the prone girl's wrists. |
| 9 | 1 | The Forkbeard Will Attend the Thing "My Jarl!" cried Thyri, running into my arms. |
| 9 | 2 | I lifted her and swung her about. |
| 9 | 3 | She wore the kirtle of white wool, the riveted collar of black iron. |
| 9 | 4 | I drank long at the lips of the bondmaid. |
| 9 | 5 | About me I heard the joyous cries of the men of Ivar's farm, the excited cries of bondmaids. |
| 9 | 6 | Ivar Forkbeard crushed to his leather Pudding and Gunnhild, kissing first one and then the other, as each eagerly sought his lips, their hands, too, those of bondmaids, eager upon his body. |
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There was a small sound, from the fetters on the prone girl's wrists.
The Forkbeard Will Attend the Thing "My Jarl!" cried Thyri, running into my arms.
I lifted her and swung her about.
She wore the kirtle of white wool, the riveted collar of black iron.
I drank long at the lips of the bondmaid.
About me I heard the joyous cries of the men of Ivar's farm, the excited cries of bondmaids.
Ivar Forkbeard crushed to his leather Pudding and Gunnhild, kissing first one and then the other, as each eagerly sought his lips, their hands, too, those of bondmaids, eager upon his body.
- (Marauders of Gor)