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Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)

"Yes, my Master," said Ellen, and, crouching down, for one must move carefully in so brief a garment as a slave tunic, picked up the basket of meat. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 18, Sentence #25)
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18 25 "Yes, my View more quotes about master">Master," said Ellen, and, crouching down, for one must move carefully in so brief a garment as a slave tunic, picked up the basket of meat.

Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)

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18 22 In an instant she had pulled the tiny tunic over her head, and pulled it down at the hems, as though this might conceal a thread's width, or more, of her muchly bared thighs.
18 23 She was barefoot.
18 24 "Surely you have duties, slut," said Portus Canio.
18 25 "Yes, my Master," said Ellen, and, crouching down, for one must move carefully in so brief a garment as a slave tunic, picked up the basket of meat.
18 26 It was heavy.
18 27 On Ellen's throat was a light, inexpensive, engraved, metal collar.
18 28 It was locked on her, fastened behind the back of the neck.
In an instant she had pulled the tiny tunic over her head, and pulled it down at the hems, as though this might conceal a thread's width, or more, of her muchly bared thighs. She was barefoot. "Surely you have duties, slut," said Portus Canio. "Yes, my Master," said Ellen, and, crouching down, for one must move carefully in so brief a garment as a slave tunic, picked up the basket of meat. It was heavy. On Ellen's throat was a light, inexpensive, engraved, metal collar. It was locked on her, fastened behind the back of the neck. - (Prize of Gor)