Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 17 | 794 | "View more quotes about come">Come back, and hold me, a little, please," she whimpered, more to herself than to another. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 17 | 791 | "No more airs for you, slave girl," said Emris. |
| 17 | 792 | "You are the lowest of the low!" Ellen lay back on the cement, frightened, and pulled a little at the shackles confining her. |
| 17 | 793 | She looked up at the sky, and the clouds. |
| 17 | 794 | "Come back, and hold me, a little, please," she whimpered, more to herself than to another. |
| 17 | 795 | "You are a slut," said Cichek. |
| 17 | 796 | "Admit it". |
| 17 | 797 | "Yes, Mistress," whispered Ellen. |
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"No more airs for you, slave girl," said Emris.
"You are the lowest of the low!" Ellen lay back on the cement, frightened, and pulled a little at the shackles confining her.
She looked up at the sky, and the clouds.
"Come back, and hold me, a little, please," she whimpered, more to herself than to another.
"You are a slut," said Cichek.
"Admit it".
"Yes, Mistress," whispered Ellen.
- (Prize of Gor)