Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 9 | 131 | In this View more quotes about time">time, she screamed, over and over, "I will obey you!" Then he struck again. |
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Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 9 | 128 | The first stroke threw her against the post; I saw the astonishment in her eyes, then the pain; the daughter of Thorgard seemed stunned; then she howled in misery; it was only then that she realized what the whip might do to a girl. |
| 9 | 129 | "I will obey you!" she screamed. |
| 9 | 130 | "I will obey you!" Ivar Forkbeard, experienced in the disciplining of women, did not deliver the second stroke for a full Ehn. |
| 9 | 131 | In this time, she screamed, over and over, "I will obey you!" Then he struck again. |
| 9 | 132 | Her body, again, was struck against the post; her hands twisted in the binding fiber; her entire body rubbed on the post, in agony, pressing against it; tears burst from her eyes; she was on her tiptoes, pressing against the post; her thighs were on either side of the post; but the post did not yield; she was fastened to it. |
| 9 | 133 | Then he struck again. |
| 9 | 134 | She writhed, twisting and howling. |
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The first stroke threw her against the post; I saw the astonishment in her eyes, then the pain; the daughter of Thorgard seemed stunned; then she howled in misery; it was only then that she realized what the whip might do to a girl.
"I will obey you!" she screamed.
"I will obey you!" Ivar Forkbeard, experienced in the disciplining of women, did not deliver the second stroke for a full Ehn.
In this time, she screamed, over and over, "I will obey you!" Then he struck again.
Her body, again, was struck against the post; her hands twisted in the binding fiber; her entire body rubbed on the post, in agony, pressing against it; tears burst from her eyes; she was on her tiptoes, pressing against the post; her thighs were on either side of the post; but the post did not yield; she was fastened to it.
Then he struck again.
She writhed, twisting and howling.
- (Marauders of Gor)