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Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)

Then I cried out, and began to writhe at the post. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #914)
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9 914 Then I View more quotes about cried">cried out, and began to writhe at the post.

Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
9 911 He laughed.
9 912 Then he said, "Steady, little vulo".
9 913 "Please, Master, don't!" I begged.
9 914 Then I cried out, and began to writhe at the post.
9 915 My fingernails tore at the wood.
9 916 "Stop!" I wept.
9 917 "Please, stop Master!" He withdrew his hands and I shuddered against the post, fearing only that he might again so touch me.
He laughed. Then he said, "Steady, little vulo". "Please, Master, don't!" I begged. Then I cried out, and began to writhe at the post. My fingernails tore at the wood. "Stop!" I wept. "Please, stop Master!" He withdrew his hands and I shuddered against the post, fearing only that he might again so touch me. - (Slave Girl of Gor)