Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 12 | 707 | I View more quotes about cried">cried out with misery, lost in sensation, lifting my body to him, piteous for his slightest touch. |
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Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 12 | 704 | I turned my head to the side, and heard the small sound of the silver leaf, on its tiny loop, fastened in my ear, touch the stones of the flooring of the passage. |
| 12 | 705 | But his hands were sure. |
| 12 | 706 | "No," I begged, "do not make me yield to you!" But he did not see fit to show me mercy. |
| 12 | 707 | I cried out with misery, lost in sensation, lifting my body to him, piteous for his slightest touch. |
| 12 | 708 | When he finished with me I lay between his feet, a shattered, yielded slave girl. |
| 12 | 709 | He lifted his head. |
| 12 | 710 | "Smoke," he said. |
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I turned my head to the side, and heard the small sound of the silver leaf, on its tiny loop, fastened in my ear, touch the stones of the flooring of the passage.
But his hands were sure.
"No," I begged, "do not make me yield to you!" But he did not see fit to show me mercy.
I cried out with misery, lost in sensation, lifting my body to him, piteous for his slightest touch.
When he finished with me I lay between his feet, a shattered, yielded slave girl.
He lifted his head.
"Smoke," he said.
- (Slave Girl of Gor)