Book 14. (7 results) Fighting Slave of Gor (Context Quote)
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Quote
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158
She burns with piteous flames of need and passion.
19
159
"Oh, master, please, please caress your slave.
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160
She is yours.
19
161
Have mercy upon her! She is prostrate at your feet, helpless and needful, begging for your touch! Oh, please, master, be merciful to her! She needs your caress, master! Please, master, she begs your touch! She begs it, she begs it, master! Please be kind to your slave, master! She is at your feet, yours, begging for your touch! Please, master, have mercy on your slave! Please, master!" He looks down upon her.
19
162
She looks up at him, she trembles, her eyes plead.
19
163
He then satisfies her or not, as it pleases him.
19
164
"Come along," said Kenneth.
She burns with piteous flames of need and passion.
"Oh, master, please, please caress your slave.
She is yours.
Have mercy upon her! She is prostrate at your feet, helpless and needful, begging for your touch! Oh, please, master, be merciful to her! She needs your caress, master! Please, master, she begs your touch! She begs it, she begs it, master! Please be kind to your slave, master! She is at your feet, yours, begging for your touch! Please, master, have mercy on your slave! Please, master!" He looks down upon her.
She looks up at him, she trembles, her eyes plead.
He then satisfies her or not, as it pleases him.
"Come along," said Kenneth.
- (Fighting Slave of Gor, Chapter )