Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 18 | 517 | She drew View more quotes about herself">herself up proudly. |
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Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 18 | 514 | But I was forced to admit that the wench now before us, struggling to free her wrists, now revealed to us, luscious, sensuous, short, squirming, infuriated, was incredibly desirable; we considered her body, her face, her obvious intelligence; she would bring a high price; she would make a delicious armful in the furs. |
| 18 | 515 | "How is it that you have dared to strip me!" demanded the girl. |
| 18 | 516 | "Who is your master?" inquired Ivar Forkbeard. |
| 18 | 517 | She drew herself up proudly. |
| 18 | 518 | She threw back her shoulders. |
| 18 | 519 | In her eyes, hot with fury, was the arrogance of the high-owned slave. |
| 18 | 520 | She smiled insolently, contemptuously. |
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But I was forced to admit that the wench now before us, struggling to free her wrists, now revealed to us, luscious, sensuous, short, squirming, infuriated, was incredibly desirable; we considered her body, her face, her obvious intelligence; she would bring a high price; she would make a delicious armful in the furs.
"How is it that you have dared to strip me!" demanded the girl.
"Who is your master?" inquired Ivar Forkbeard.
She drew herself up proudly.
She threw back her shoulders.
In her eyes, hot with fury, was the arrogance of the high-owned slave.
She smiled insolently, contemptuously.
- (Marauders of Gor)