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I am going to master you, wholly, Earth slut, every hair of your head, every inch of you!" "Be kind!" she begged. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 29, Sentence #271)

"Whether I care for you or not," said he, "I own you!" "Yes, Master!" breathed Ellen. "And I am going to make you a slave amongst slaves," he said. "I am going to master you as few slaves are mastered. I am going to master you, wholly, Earth slut, every hair of your head, every inch of you!" "Be kind!" she begged. "You will know yourself owned," he said. "Do not whip me, Master!" begged Ellen. "Do you realize the will power that has been required for me, day and night, not to seize you, again and again, and put you to slave service? Do you understand what it is to lie in the darkness, with you at my thigh, and not grasp you by the hair as a master a slave, to warn you that your taking is upon you, not force you, in all your embonded loveliness and helplessness, to serve my fiercest pleasures, not seize you in my arms and possess you, yes, possess you, have you, you beautiful, tormenting collared slut, with all the authority, the violence and passion which it is your lot to endure as slave and my right to inflict as master?" "I love you, Master!" cried the slave. - (Prize of Gor)