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| 26 | 55 | How could I View more quotes about tell">tell her the joys of a slave girl, obeying the uncompromising, dominant male and writhing in his arms? She lifted one fair limb, her left arm, from the foam, and washed it slowly with her right hand, regarding it approvingly. |
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| 26 | 52 | "Yes, Mistress," I would murmur, putting my head down. |
| 26 | 53 | "How pleased you must be, Judy," she sometimes said, "to have been rescued from all that, to be a woman's slave". |
| 26 | 54 | "Oh, yes, Mistress," I would say. |
| 26 | 55 | How could I tell her the joys of a slave girl, obeying the uncompromising, dominant male and writhing in his arms? She lifted one fair limb, her left arm, from the foam, and washed it slowly with her right hand, regarding it approvingly. |
| 26 | 56 | Like many frigid women she was incredibly vain of her beauty. |
| 26 | 57 | Did she not understand that it, and she, were biologically meaningless, if not seized in the arms of a master? "How rude and despicable men are, Judy," she said. |
| 26 | 58 | "Yes, Mistress," I said. |