Book 15. (1 results) Rogue of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 24 | 535 | I forced her to her knees in the water and then, holding her by the hair, not permitting her to leave her knees, I forced her head back until her dark hair, beneath where I had it knotted in my hand, was loose, floating in the water, and the bow of her exquisite slave beauty was well exposed to me. |
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Book 15. (7 results) Rogue of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 24 | 532 | She stumbled, in the blindfold, against the edge of the couch, crying out, bruising herself. |
| 24 | 533 | She then stumbled from the couch, frightened, lost her footing and, crying out, turning, fell into the tub. |
| 24 | 534 | She tried to scramble, weeping, to her feet, but I was on her in an instant. |
| 24 | 535 | I forced her to her knees in the water and then, holding her by the hair, not permitting her to leave her knees, I forced her head back until her dark hair, beneath where I had it knotted in my hand, was loose, floating in the water, and the bow of her exquisite slave beauty was well exposed to me. |
| 24 | 536 | I regarded her for a time, so held. |
| 24 | 537 | "Please, Master," she wept, "be gentle with me". |
| 24 | 538 | Angrily then, my hand still in her hair, I jerked her head forward and, still keeping her on her knees, crouching over her, I thrust her face beneath the water. |
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She stumbled, in the blindfold, against the edge of the couch, crying out, bruising herself.
She then stumbled from the couch, frightened, lost her footing and, crying out, turning, fell into the tub.
She tried to scramble, weeping, to her feet, but I was on her in an instant.
I forced her to her knees in the water and then, holding her by the hair, not permitting her to leave her knees, I forced her head back until her dark hair, beneath where I had it knotted in my hand, was loose, floating in the water, and the bow of her exquisite slave beauty was well exposed to me.
I regarded her for a time, so held.
"Please, Master," she wept, "be gentle with me".
Angrily then, my hand still in her hair, I jerked her head forward and, still keeping her on her knees, crouching over her, I thrust her face beneath the water.
- (Rogue of Gor, Chapter 24)