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| 50 | 297 | I squirmed, swathed in the coarse constraints. |
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| 50 | 294 | Then my View more quotes about hands">hands were tied behind my back, and more coils of rope, as I was being positioned, rolled, and turned, were being put about my body, binding my forearms in place, and reaching, in coil after coil, even to my shoulders. |
| 50 | 295 | These were no lovely, silken cords, supple, delightful cords, bright with color slave cords, suitable for the attractive binding of a secured, helpless slave, but were a common, coarse ropage, the same, it seemed, as that which tethered the boats in place. |
| 50 | 296 | "Please, Master!" I begged. |
| 50 | 297 | I squirmed, swathed in the coarse constraints. |
| 50 | 298 | I was uncomfortable. |
| 50 | 299 | "Please, Master," I said, "the ropes are coarse. |
| 50 | 300 | They scratch. |