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| 15 | 346 | How could a man View more quotes about respect">respect a woman who is no more than a helpless, spasmodic toy in his grasp, squirming and begging? Where was refinement, sophistication, self- control, dignity, pride, personhood, and respect? How could a woman respect herself when she reveals herself as no more than a helpless, uncontrollable, pleasure animal, a slave? What is she good for then, but love, service, and submission? "Your body lubricates nicely," he said. |
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| 15 | 343 | "Yes, Master," I whispered, intensely. |
| 15 | 344 | "Clearly you feel pleasure," he said, "whether or not you wish to do so". |
| 15 | 345 | "Forgive me," I said. |
| 15 | 346 | How could a man respect a woman who is no more than a helpless, spasmodic toy in his grasp, squirming and begging? Where was refinement, sophistication, self- control, dignity, pride, personhood, and respect? How could a woman respect herself when she reveals herself as no more than a helpless, uncontrollable, pleasure animal, a slave? What is she good for then, but love, service, and submission? "Your body lubricates nicely," he said. |
| 15 | 347 | "It has welcomed me, and clasped me. |
| 15 | 348 | Too, though it is early, it has rewarded me with a number of spasmodic responses". |
| 15 | 349 | "'Early'?" I said. |