Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 7 | 716 | Did they View more quotes about know">know where she was? Were they playing with the beauty, tormenting her? Longer yet did they stand there, and then, exchanging glances, one of them, with a sudden, loud cry, pounced on the pile of canvas. |
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Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 7 | 713 | How miserable she must have felt, huddling beneath the canvas, how tense and terrified, how apprehensive. |
| 7 | 714 | Cruelly they stood as they were, not moving, for almost a minute. |
| 7 | 715 | She could hear the crackle of the torch. |
| 7 | 716 | Did they know where she was? Were they playing with the beauty, tormenting her? Longer yet did they stand there, and then, exchanging glances, one of them, with a sudden, loud cry, pounced on the pile of canvas. |
| 7 | 717 | Shrieking with misery Donna was lifted, by one ankle and an arm, high into the air, over the head of the boy who had seized her. |
| 7 | 718 | He held her over his head. |
| 7 | 719 | She struggled, held from the ground, high, helpless, her lovely limbs without leverage. |
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How miserable she must have felt, huddling beneath the canvas, how tense and terrified, how apprehensive.
Cruelly they stood as they were, not moving, for almost a minute.
She could hear the crackle of the torch.
Did they know where she was? Were they playing with the beauty, tormenting her? Longer yet did they stand there, and then, exchanging glances, one of them, with a sudden, loud cry, pounced on the pile of canvas.
Shrieking with misery Donna was lifted, by one ankle and an arm, high into the air, over the head of the boy who had seized her.
He held her over his head.
She struggled, held from the ground, high, helpless, her lovely limbs without leverage.
- (Slave Girl of Gor)