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

She tried to touch his face with her hands but his grip would let her come only so close, a finger's breadth away. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 30, Sentence #540)
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30 540 She View more quotes about tried">tried to touch his face with her hands but his grip would let her come only so close, a finger's breadth away.

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

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
30 537 "In my belly there burns slave fire!" "In the belly of an Earth woman?" "In the belly of one once a woman of Earth, but now only a branded, collared Gorean slave!" "I see," he said.
30 538 "I confess my needs! I am no longer permitted to deny them!" He continued to hold her wrists, keeping her from him.
30 539 "I am yours, Master," she cried.
30 540 She tried to touch his face with her hands but his grip would let her come only so close, a finger's breadth away.
30 541 "I must touch you," she begged.
30 542 He then put her hands down, to her sides, forcibly, and she dared not raise them.
30 543 She understood herself then, as though bound by his will.
"In my belly there burns slave fire!" "In the belly of an Earth woman?" "In the belly of one once a woman of Earth, but now only a branded, collared Gorean slave!" "I see," he said. "I confess my needs! I am no longer permitted to deny them!" He continued to hold her wrists, keeping her from him. "I am yours, Master," she cried. She tried to touch his face with her hands but his grip would let her come only so close, a finger's breadth away. "I must touch you," she begged. He then put her hands down, to her sides, forcibly, and she dared not raise them. She understood herself then, as though bound by his will. - (Prize of Gor)