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Book 12. (7 results) Beasts of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
1 152 I had her as what she was, a slave.
1 153 In a quarter of an Ahn her beauty squirmed helplessly; my arms bled from her fingernails; her eyes were wild and piteous.
1 154 "You may speak," I informed her.
1 155 She threw back her head and screamed, jolting with spasms, "I yield me your slave! I yield me your slave!" she cried.
1 156 How beautiful a woman is in such a moment! I waited until she drew tremblingly quiescent, looking at me.
1 157 Then I cried out with the pleasure of owning her, and claimed her.
1 158 She clutched me, kissing me.
I had her as what she was, a slave. In a quarter of an Ahn her beauty squirmed helplessly; my arms bled from her fingernails; her eyes were wild and piteous. "You may speak," I informed her. She threw back her head and screamed, jolting with spasms, "I yield me your slave! I yield me your slave!" she cried. How beautiful a woman is in such a moment! I waited until she drew tremblingly quiescent, looking at me. Then I cried out with the pleasure of owning her, and claimed her. She clutched me, kissing me. - (Beasts of Gor, Chapter )