Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 12 | 429 | View more quotes about kamchak">Kamchak put his fist in her hair and lifted her head to stare up at him. |
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Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 12 | 426 | "And I," howled Kamchak, "have only miserable cooking-pot wenches!" Kamchak and I were standing up. |
| 12 | 427 | Aphris suddenly put her head to his thigh, looking down. |
| 12 | 428 | "Tonight," she whispered, "make me a slave". |
| 12 | 429 | Kamchak put his fist in her hair and lifted her head to stare up at him. |
| 12 | 430 | Her lips were parted. |
| 12 | 431 | "You have been my slave for days," said he. |
| 12 | 432 | "Tonight," she begged, "please, Master, tonight!" With a roar of triumph Kamchak swept her up and slung her, hobbled as she was, over his shoulder and she cried out and he, singing a Tuchuk song, was stomping away with her from the curtained enclosure. |
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"And I," howled Kamchak, "have only miserable cooking-pot wenches!" Kamchak and I were standing up.
Aphris suddenly put her head to his thigh, looking down.
"Tonight," she whispered, "make me a slave".
Kamchak put his fist in her hair and lifted her head to stare up at him.
Her lips were parted.
"You have been my slave for days," said he.
"Tonight," she begged, "please, Master, tonight!" With a roar of triumph Kamchak swept her up and slung her, hobbled as she was, over his shoulder and she cried out and he, singing a Tuchuk song, was stomping away with her from the curtained enclosure.
- (Nomads of Gor)