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| 6 | 778 | The feel of the caress had been unmistakable. |
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| 6 | 775 | "Yes, View more quotes about master">Master," she said. |
| 6 | 776 | I heard the girl behind us cry out in misery. |
| 6 | 777 | And then she screamed, though we did not turn to regard her, in English, "I hate you! I hate you, Master! And I am not a slave! I am not a slave!" But I remembered the feel of her lips and tongue, delicate, on my feet. |
| 6 | 778 | The feel of the caress had been unmistakable. |
| 6 | 779 | Her lips and tongue had been those of a slave. |
| 6 | 780 | "I am not a slave!" she cried in English. |
| 6 | 781 | I thought the girl would be useful. |