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

"As master wills!" she cried, throwing her head and hair back in the dirt. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #2079)
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9 2079 "As View more quotes about master">master wills!" she cried, throwing her head and hair back in the dirt.

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

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9 2076 "But you are a slave," he laughed.
9 2077 He tore the garment from her and threw her between the feast fires.
9 2078 She looked up at him, her eyes wild with the passion-submission of the eager slave girl.
9 2079 "As master wills!" she cried, throwing her head and hair back in the dirt.
9 2080 He leaped to her and, between the feast fires, did lengthy ravishment upon her.
9 2081 Her cries must have carried beyond the palisaded walls.
9 2082 When he returned to his place at the feast she crawled to his feet, his slave, and lay there, daring sometimes to touch him delicately on the thigh or knee with her fingers.
"But you are a slave," he laughed. He tore the garment from her and threw her between the feast fires. She looked up at him, her eyes wild with the passion-submission of the eager slave girl. "As master wills!" she cried, throwing her head and hair back in the dirt. He leaped to her and, between the feast fires, did lengthy ravishment upon her. Her cries must have carried beyond the palisaded walls. When he returned to his place at the feast she crawled to his feet, his slave, and lay there, daring sometimes to touch him delicately on the thigh or knee with her fingers. - (Slave Girl of Gor)