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Book 34. (1 results) Plunder of Gor (Individual Quote)

I was cuffed, sharply, the blow jerking my head to the right. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 15, Sentence #278)
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15 278 I was cuffed, sharply, the blow jerking my View more quotes about head">head to the right.

Book 34. (7 results) Plunder of Gor (Context Quote)

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15 275 Tullius Quintus then inserted his knife, carefully, between the side of my neck and the gag straps, and cut away the gag.
15 276 I expelled the sodden wadding into his open, waiting hand, which device he then cast aside, as he had the improvised hood, and I looked up at him, confused, and frightened.
15 277 "Master!" I exclaimed.
15 278 I was cuffed, sharply, the blow jerking my head to the right.
15 279 "Forgive me, Master," I said.
15 280 "May I speak?" "No," he said, and lashed my face to the left with a second cuff, a sharp, stinging, backhand slap.
15 281 "Forgive me, Master," I said, tears in my eyes.
Tullius Quintus then inserted his knife, carefully, between the side of my neck and the gag straps, and cut away the gag. I expelled the sodden wadding into his open, waiting hand, which device he then cast aside, as he had the improvised hood, and I looked up at him, confused, and frightened. "Master!" I exclaimed. I was cuffed, sharply, the blow jerking my head to the right. "Forgive me, Master," I said. "May I speak?" "No," he said, and lashed my face to the left with a second cuff, a sharp, stinging, backhand slap. "Forgive me, Master," I said, tears in my eyes. - (Plunder of Gor)