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Book 21. (1 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Individual Quote)

Then she was kneeling before me, her wrists in my grip. - (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 4, Sentence #559)
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4 559 Then she was View more quotes about kneeling">kneeling before me, her wrists in my grip.

Book 21. (7 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
4 556 I had caught both her small wrists.
4 557 She could not begin to free them.
4 558 "Oh!" she cried in misery, in protest, as, inexorably, slowly, I forced her down.
4 559 Then she was kneeling before me, her wrists in my grip.
4 560 I turned her about and flung her to her belly, and then knelt across her thighs.
4 561 I removed her dagger from its sheath.
4 562 "No!" she cried.
I had caught both her small wrists. She could not begin to free them. "Oh!" she cried in misery, in protest, as, inexorably, slowly, I forced her down. Then she was kneeling before me, her wrists in my grip. I turned her about and flung her to her belly, and then knelt across her thighs. I removed her dagger from its sheath. "No!" she cried. - (Mercenaries of Gor)