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| 2 | 460 | She knelt. |
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| 2 | 457 | On Gor, of View more quotes about course">course, men have their will, at least with lowly slaves, such as was, against her will, the lovely, unfortunate Miss Blake-Allen. |
| 2 | 458 | The slave master stepped back from the slave. |
| 2 | 459 | "Kneel," I told her. |
| 2 | 460 | She knelt. |
| 2 | 461 | "Blond," said he, "apparently determined to try to remain frigid, blue-eyed, not yet tamed, an incredible potential for helpless sexual heat, an incredible potential for helpless slave submission, excellent. |
| 2 | 462 | Do you wish to sell her?" "Straighten your body, Slave," I told her. |
| 2 | 463 | Frightened, Miss Blake-Allen straightened her back, and lifted her head. |