On the wrists of which, of all of them, would you lock your unyielding slave bracelets.
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Which, of all of them, would you lead home, as your slave?" "She," I said, "the one whom we might call Beverly".
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"Ah," said Peggy, drawing back, "I fear she is your love slave".
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"She is too fine to be a slave," I said, "let alone the most complete of slaves, the total and utterly abject love slave".
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"Even if it should be what she wants most deeply, in her deepest heart?" asked Peggy.
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"Of course," I said, angrily.
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"But what if she is a slave," asked Peggy, "in reality a true slave?" "It does not matter," I said.
On the wrists of which, of all of them, would you lock your unyielding slave bracelets.
Which, of all of them, would you lead home, as your slave?" "She," I said, "the one whom we might call Beverly".
"Ah," said Peggy, drawing back, "I fear she is your love slave".
"She is too fine to be a slave," I said, "let alone the most complete of slaves, the total and utterly abject love slave".
"Even if it should be what she wants most deeply, in her deepest heart?" asked Peggy.
"Of course," I said, angrily.
"But what if she is a slave," asked Peggy, "in reality a true slave?" "It does not matter," I said.
- (Rogue of Gor, Chapter )