Book 31. (1 results) Conspirators of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 51 | 165 | I View more quotes about tried">tried to press my lips, fervently, again and again, those of a slave, his slave, to his boot-like sandals, but I could not do so. |
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Book 31. (7 results) Conspirators of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 51 | 162 | I looked toward the door of her sleeping chamber. |
| 51 | 163 | In the threshold stood Desmond of Harfax. |
| 51 | 164 | "Master!" I cried, and threw myself to my belly before him, crying out in joy. |
| 51 | 165 | I tried to press my lips, fervently, again and again, those of a slave, his slave, to his boot-like sandals, but I could not do so. |
| 51 | 166 | He drew back. |
| 51 | 167 | "Strip," he said. |
| 51 | 168 | I knelt up and slipped the tunic over my head, putting it to the side. |
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I looked toward the door of her sleeping chamber.
In the threshold stood Desmond of Harfax.
"Master!" I cried, and threw myself to my belly before him, crying out in joy.
I tried to press my lips, fervently, again and again, those of a slave, his slave, to his boot-like sandals, but I could not do so.
He drew back.
"Strip," he said.
I knelt up and slipped the tunic over my head, putting it to the side.
- (Conspirators of Gor)