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Book 16. (7 results) Guardsman of Gor (Context Quote)

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18 255 I took the whip from her, and she looked at me, frightened.
18 256 Was she now to be whipped? The decision, of course, was mine.
18 257 I folded the blades of the whip back against the staff, and held out the staff and blades to her.
18 258 Suddenly, gratefully, tears in her eyes, sobbing, and half gasping and choking with relief, kneeling before me, grasping my calves, her head over my thighs, she covered the whip, that symbol of masculinity, and of the authority of men over her, and specifically of my own authority over her, with kisses.
18 259 "I kiss your whip, my Master," she said, gratefully, continuing to kiss the brutal, uncompromising blades and staff.
18 260 "I submit to you a thousand times! Thank you for not whipping me! I am your slave, and I love you!" She then looked up at me, joyfully.
18 261 "I love you, my Master," she said.
I took the whip from her, and she looked at me, frightened. Was she now to be whipped? The decision, of course, was mine. I folded the blades of the whip back against the staff, and held out the staff and blades to her. Suddenly, gratefully, tears in her eyes, sobbing, and half gasping and choking with relief, kneeling before me, grasping my calves, her head over my thighs, she covered the whip, that symbol of masculinity, and of the authority of men over her, and specifically of my own authority over her, with kisses. "I kiss your whip, my Master," she said, gratefully, continuing to kiss the brutal, uncompromising blades and staff. "I submit to you a thousand times! Thank you for not whipping me! I am your slave, and I love you!" She then looked up at me, joyfully. "I love you, my Master," she said. - (Guardsman of Gor, Chapter )