Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 15 | 835 | She crawled, View more quotes about squirmed">squirmed, as she could, to his feet, and, summoning what little strength remained within her, pressed her lips to the bootlike sandal which had spurned her. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 15 | 832 | "Lying slut!" he said, in English. |
| 15 | 833 | Then, rising angrily from the chair, with his bootlike sandal, he thrust her forcibly, rolling, down the steps of the dais to the floor at its foot. |
| 15 | 834 | He came down the steps, and, it seemed, was ready to spurn her yet again with the bootlike sandal. |
| 15 | 835 | She crawled, squirmed, as she could, to his feet, and, summoning what little strength remained within her, pressed her lips to the bootlike sandal which had spurned her. |
| 15 | 836 | She looked up at him, tears in her eyes. |
| 15 | 837 | "What are you going to do with me?" she asked. |
| 15 | 838 | "What am I going to do with you—what?" he snarled. |
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"Lying slut!" he said, in English.
Then, rising angrily from the chair, with his bootlike sandal, he thrust her forcibly, rolling, down the steps of the dais to the floor at its foot.
He came down the steps, and, it seemed, was ready to spurn her yet again with the bootlike sandal.
She crawled, squirmed, as she could, to his feet, and, summoning what little strength remained within her, pressed her lips to the bootlike sandal which had spurned her.
She looked up at him, tears in her eyes.
"What are you going to do with me?" she asked.
"What am I going to do with you—what?" he snarled.
- (Prize of Gor)