Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 12 | 449 | View more quotes about ellen">Ellen, head down, moaned. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 12 | 446 | But Gart did not strike the young slave. |
| 12 | 447 | "I do not know," he said. |
| 12 | 448 | "Perhaps a day, perhaps a week, perhaps a month, perhaps a year, perhaps ten years, perhaps the rest of your life". |
| 12 | 449 | Ellen, head down, moaned. |
| 12 | 450 | "Your master is Mirus, is it not?" he asked. |
| 12 | 451 | "Yes, Master," said Ellen. |
| 12 | 452 | That information, she was sure, was on her collar. |
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But Gart did not strike the young slave.
"I do not know," he said.
"Perhaps a day, perhaps a week, perhaps a month, perhaps a year, perhaps ten years, perhaps the rest of your life".
Ellen, head down, moaned.
"Your master is Mirus, is it not?" he asked.
"Yes, Master," said Ellen.
That information, she was sure, was on her collar.
- (Prize of Gor)