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Book 14. (1 results) Fighting Slave of Gor (Individual Quote)

My left wrist was pulled further then to the left, as she adjusted the chain on the left manacle, fixing the length of its play by a snap ring thrust through a link and about the couch ring. - (Fighting Slave of Gor, Chapter 10, Sentence #182)
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10 182 My View more quotes about left">left wrist was pulled further then to the left, as she adjusted the chain on the left manacle, fixing the length of its play by a snap ring thrust through a link and about the couch ring.

Book 14. (7 results) Fighting Slave of Gor (Context Quote)

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10 179 She then, as I felt the movement through the left shackle, my leg pulled slightly to the left, adjusted that chain at the ring.
10 180 She then walked about the bottom of the couch and, taking my right wrist, locked it on a manacle, at my right side.
10 181 She then went about the head of the couch and, taking my left wrist, enclosed it, too, in a manacle, at my left side, which she then snapped shut.
10 182 My left wrist was pulled further then to the left, as she adjusted the chain on the left manacle, fixing the length of its play by a snap ring thrust through a link and about the couch ring.
10 183 My feet, then, had been well chained, and my hands, too, had been well chained, and a few inches from my sides.
10 184 She had done these things with the same habitual routine, the same lack of attention and concern, with which she might have hung up a piece of wearing apparel or replaced a comb and brush on a vanity.
10 185 "Do you remember me, Jason?" she asked.
She then, as I felt the movement through the left shackle, my leg pulled slightly to the left, adjusted that chain at the ring. She then walked about the bottom of the couch and, taking my right wrist, locked it on a manacle, at my right side. She then went about the head of the couch and, taking my left wrist, enclosed it, too, in a manacle, at my left side, which she then snapped shut. My left wrist was pulled further then to the left, as she adjusted the chain on the left manacle, fixing the length of its play by a snap ring thrust through a link and about the couch ring. My feet, then, had been well chained, and my hands, too, had been well chained, and a few inches from my sides. She had done these things with the same habitual routine, the same lack of attention and concern, with which she might have hung up a piece of wearing apparel or replaced a comb and brush on a vanity. "Do you remember me, Jason?" she asked. - (Fighting Slave of Gor)