Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | 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. |
| 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. |
| 12 | 711 | I, too, smelled smoke. |
| 12 | 712 | "The keep is afire," he said. |
| 12 | 713 | "On your feet, Slave". |
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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.
I, too, smelled smoke.
"The keep is afire," he said.
"On your feet, Slave".
- (Slave Girl of Gor)