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Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)

I must resist him! He is a beast! I was sitting now, my face turned to one side, trying to push back, but his left arm, behind my back, held me. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #607)
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2 607 I View more quotes about must">must resist him! He is a beast! I was sitting now, my face turned to one side, trying to push back, but his left arm, behind my back, held me.

Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)

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2 604 For the first time in my life I felt I understood what might be the meaning of the expression 'male,' and, as I lay before him, too, dimly, it frightening me, what might be the meaning of the expression 'female.
2 605 ' How beautiful I thought I must look to him, lying bound, totally vulnerable, helpless at his feet.
2 606 How such a sight must stir the splendor of his manhood, to see the female, his, caught, helpless at his feet, his to do with, in lust and pleasure, and joy, as he pleased, helpless to escape him, free for him to work his will upon her! I felt him turn me.
2 607 I must resist him! He is a beast! I was sitting now, my face turned to one side, trying to push back, but his left arm, behind my back, held me.
2 608 I found it futile to struggle.
2 609 With his right hand he turned my face to face him.
2 610 He regarded the delicate lineaments of my face.
For the first time in my life I felt I understood what might be the meaning of the expression 'male,' and, as I lay before him, too, dimly, it frightening me, what might be the meaning of the expression 'female. ' How beautiful I thought I must look to him, lying bound, totally vulnerable, helpless at his feet. How such a sight must stir the splendor of his manhood, to see the female, his, caught, helpless at his feet, his to do with, in lust and pleasure, and joy, as he pleased, helpless to escape him, free for him to work his will upon her! I felt him turn me. I must resist him! He is a beast! I was sitting now, my face turned to one side, trying to push back, but his left arm, behind my back, held me. I found it futile to struggle. With his right hand he turned my face to face him. He regarded the delicate lineaments of my face. - (Slave Girl of Gor)