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| 13 | 242 | His View more quotes about grip">grip was bold. |
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| 13 | 239 | "I know," I said. |
| 13 | 240 | I felt his hands on my hips. |
| 13 | 241 | Sometimes I was terrified by the collar on my neck, knowing its meaning, knowing that it, like my brand, marked me slave, knowing how it put me at the mercy of masters, knowing that anything could be done to me. |
| 13 | 242 | His grip was bold. |
| 13 | 243 | He was a master, I a slave. |
| 13 | 244 | I tried to press my belly against him. |
| 13 | 245 | His hands prevented this. |