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| 10 | 530 | She View more quotes about cried">cried out, trying to pull back, but could not, and then, her eyes closed, whimpering, she thrust forward, writhing and then, sobbing, held herself immobile, teeth gritted, eyes screwed shut, trying not to feel. |
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| 10 | 527 | Much may be told of the age and condition of a female slave, as of a kaiila or bosk, from her teeth. |
| 10 | 528 | But the Forkbeard did not look into her mouth. |
| 10 | 529 | His left hand slipped to the small of her back, holding her, and his right hand went suddenly to her body. |
| 10 | 530 | She cried out, trying to pull back, but could not, and then, her eyes closed, whimpering, she thrust forward, writhing and then, sobbing, held herself immobile, teeth gritted, eyes screwed shut, trying not to feel. |
| 10 | 531 | When his hands left her body she tried, sobbing, to strike him, but he caught both her small wrists, holding them. |
| 10 | 532 | She struggled futilely, held kneeling. |
| 10 | 533 | "Put your head back," he said. |