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| 4 | 409 | With View more quotes about anger">anger, with misery, I regarded him. |
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| 4 | 406 | I looked at my master, reproachfully, in anguish. |
| 4 | 407 | The bells, rows, strung about my neck, and, loosely, too, depending about my breasts, jangled. |
| 4 | 408 | The sound was horrifying, sensuous. |
| 4 | 409 | With anger, with misery, I regarded him. |
| 4 | 410 | The warrior took my hands behind my back and there, with a bit of black leather, fastened them together. |
| 4 | 411 | The rows of bells on my wrists jangled as my hands were pulled behind my back and fastened there, wrist to wrist, lashed. |
| 4 | 412 | How could he permit this? Did it mean nothing to him that he had, the preceding night, taken my virginity from me? Did it mean nothing to him that he had, for long hours, pleasured himself with my body? Did it mean nothing to him that he had won me, that I had yielded to him, that I had surrendered myself, totally, to him? That vulnerably I had been fully his? I tried to take a step toward him. |