Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 30 | 176 | "View more quotes about thank">Thank you, Master! Thank you for beating me!" He angrily cast the whip aside, and then crouched beside her. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 30 | 173 | She looked up in fear and pain at her master, standing above her. |
| 30 | 174 | "Speak!" he cried, angrily. |
| 30 | 175 | "Thank you, Master!" she wept, in terror, looking up at him. |
| 30 | 176 | "Thank you, Master! Thank you for beating me!" He angrily cast the whip aside, and then crouched beside her. |
| 30 | 177 | She felt her legs thrust widely, brutally, apart. |
| 30 | 178 | He was not gentle with her. |
| 30 | 179 | Afterwards he left her there, in the tarsk pen, and she turned, weeping, blubbering, half in shock, eyes wide, to her side, to relieve her back from contact with the soiled, rough ground, the stained wood chips, of the abandoned pen. |
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She looked up in fear and pain at her master, standing above her.
"Speak!" he cried, angrily.
"Thank you, Master!" she wept, in terror, looking up at him.
"Thank you, Master! Thank you for beating me!" He angrily cast the whip aside, and then crouched beside her.
She felt her legs thrust widely, brutally, apart.
He was not gentle with her.
Afterwards he left her there, in the tarsk pen, and she turned, weeping, blubbering, half in shock, eyes wide, to her side, to relieve her back from contact with the soiled, rough ground, the stained wood chips, of the abandoned pen.
- (Prize of Gor)