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

Shrieking with misery Donna was lifted, by one ankle and an arm, high into the air, over the head of the boy who had seized her. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 7, Sentence #717)
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7 717 Shrieking with View more quotes about misery">misery Donna was lifted, by one ankle and an arm, high into the air, over the head of the boy who had seized her.

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

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7 714 Cruelly they stood as they were, not moving, for almost a minute.
7 715 She could hear the crackle of the torch.
7 716 Did they know where she was? Were they playing with the beauty, tormenting her? Longer yet did they stand there, and then, exchanging glances, one of them, with a sudden, loud cry, pounced on the pile of canvas.
7 717 Shrieking with misery Donna was lifted, by one ankle and an arm, high into the air, over the head of the boy who had seized her.
7 718 He held her over his head.
7 719 She struggled, held from the ground, high, helpless, her lovely limbs without leverage.
7 720 "Capture!" cried the boy.
Cruelly they stood as they were, not moving, for almost a minute. She could hear the crackle of the torch. Did they know where she was? Were they playing with the beauty, tormenting her? Longer yet did they stand there, and then, exchanging glances, one of them, with a sudden, loud cry, pounced on the pile of canvas. Shrieking with misery Donna was lifted, by one ankle and an arm, high into the air, over the head of the boy who had seized her. He held her over his head. She struggled, held from the ground, high, helpless, her lovely limbs without leverage. "Capture!" cried the boy. - (Slave Girl of Gor)