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| 2 | 78 | The massive View more quotes about hand">hand of the slaver's man was twisted in her hair, cruelly. |
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| 2 | 75 | A slaver's man, a bit lower on the ramp, freed her hands, and she rubbed her wrists, disdainfully. |
| 2 | 76 | "You may thank me for freeing you," he said. |
| 2 | 77 | She tossed her head, looking away, and then she cried out, sharply, in pain. |
| 2 | 78 | The massive hand of the slaver's man was twisted in her hair, cruelly. |
| 2 | 79 | Her head was pulled far back, her body bent backwards, almost in the "slave bow," which so dramatically accentuates the excitements of a woman's figure. |
| 2 | 80 | "Thank you, Master!" she gasped. |
| 2 | 81 | His hand tightened even more in her hair. |