Book 16. (7 results) Guardsman of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
17
614
"The Street of the Writhing Slave," she said.
17
615
"Writhe, Slave," I said.
17
616
"Yes, Master," she said.
17
617
* * * * It was an ahn later.
17
618
She lay beside me, pressing her softness against me, kissing at my arm, my shoulder and chest, softly, piteously.
17
619
"Very well," I said.
17
620
"Oh, yes, Master!" she breathed.
"The Street of the Writhing Slave," she said.
"Writhe, Slave," I said.
"Yes, Master," she said.
* * * * It was an ahn later.
She lay beside me, pressing her softness against me, kissing at my arm, my shoulder and chest, softly, piteously.
"Very well," I said.
"Oh, yes, Master!" she breathed.
- (Guardsman of Gor, Chapter )