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Book 24. (1 results) Vagabonds of Gor (Individual Quote)

She looked up at him, wildly in fear, and he pounced on her, and, seizing her by the hair, pulled her up to her knees, facing away from him, and pushed her head down to the dirt. - (Vagabonds of Gor, Chapter 48, Sentence #440)
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48 440 She View more quotes about looked">looked up at him, wildly in fear, and he pounced on her, and, seizing her by the hair, pulled her up to her knees, facing away from him, and pushed her head down to the dirt.

Book 24. (7 results) Vagabonds of Gor (Context Quote)

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48 437 "It is fitting that I be treated as an animal and a slave, Master," she said, "for that is what I am, but is it fitting that I should be treated, too, now, as a Cosian, and as your enemy?" "You will be so treated," he said.
48 438 "Yes, Master," she wept.
48 439 He then cuffed her savagely, in his hatred, and fury, striking her to her side in the dirt.
48 440 She looked up at him, wildly in fear, and he pounced on her, and, seizing her by the hair, pulled her up to her knees, facing away from him, and pushed her head down to the dirt.
48 441 He then, ruthlessly, her small hands twisting in their bonds behind her back, put her to his pleasure.
48 442 "I am yours, Master!" she wept.
48 443 "Do with me as you will!" He cried out like a larl, in fury.
"It is fitting that I be treated as an animal and a slave, Master," she said, "for that is what I am, but is it fitting that I should be treated, too, now, as a Cosian, and as your enemy?" "You will be so treated," he said. "Yes, Master," she wept. He then cuffed her savagely, in his hatred, and fury, striking her to her side in the dirt. She looked up at him, wildly in fear, and he pounced on her, and, seizing her by the hair, pulled her up to her knees, facing away from him, and pushed her head down to the dirt. He then, ruthlessly, her small hands twisting in their bonds behind her back, put her to his pleasure. "I am yours, Master!" she wept. "Do with me as you will!" He cried out like a larl, in fury. - (Vagabonds of Gor)