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| 48 | 590 | He then, with View more quotes about great">great roughness, freeing her tightly bound wrists from behind her back, fastened Phoebe, she gasping, wincing, in the yoke. |
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| 48 | 587 | She looked at me, startled. |
| 48 | 588 | In a few moments Marcus had returned. |
| 48 | 589 | He had also brought with him a light slave yoke, presumably purchased somewhere, perhaps from the stake attendant. |
| 48 | 590 | He then, with great roughness, freeing her tightly bound wrists from behind her back, fastened Phoebe, she gasping, wincing, in the yoke. |
| 48 | 591 | "You are yoked, slut of Cos," he said, examining his handiwork. |
| 48 | 592 | "Yes, Master!" she said, happily. |
| 48 | 593 | He then, in anger, fastened portions of our gear to her back, and to the yoke, thus transforming her into a lovely beast of burden. |