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Book 16. (1 results) Guardsman of Gor (Individual Quote)

He would draw forth from her by his skills rhapsodies of movements, cries, moans, utterances and admissions, a music to the ears of both the conquering master and the delicious, yielding slave, she who finds, and can find, her most glorious victory only in her most complete and devastating defeat. - (Guardsman of Gor, Chapter 20, Sentence #1146)
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20 1146 He would draw forth from her by his skills rhapsodies of movements, cries, moans, utterances and admissions, a music to the ears of both the conquering master and the delicious, yielding slave, she who finds, and can find, her most glorious victory only in her most complete and devastating defeat.

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

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20 1143 "I love you, Master!" she cried.
20 1144 She pressed her body to him and he, clasping her to him, with force and possessiveness, kissed her as his desired and owned slave.
20 1145 I had little doubt that when he arrived home he would play well upon her body, making it the instrument of his attentions.
20 1146 He would draw forth from her by his skills rhapsodies of movements, cries, moans, utterances and admissions, a music to the ears of both the conquering master and the delicious, yielding slave, she who finds, and can find, her most glorious victory only in her most complete and devastating defeat.
20 1147 "I love you, Master!" she was weeping.
20 1148 "I love you!" Tasdron, with a snapping of his fingers calling Peggy to her feet, removed his collar from about her neck, and she ran to stand, head down, deferential and bound, near Callimachus.
20 1149 I threw Aemilianus the key to the collar of Shirley, and he removed it from her.
"I love you, Master!" she cried. She pressed her body to him and he, clasping her to him, with force and possessiveness, kissed her as his desired and owned slave. I had little doubt that when he arrived home he would play well upon her body, making it the instrument of his attentions. He would draw forth from her by his skills rhapsodies of movements, cries, moans, utterances and admissions, a music to the ears of both the conquering master and the delicious, yielding slave, she who finds, and can find, her most glorious victory only in her most complete and devastating defeat. "I love you, Master!" she was weeping. "I love you!" Tasdron, with a snapping of his fingers calling Peggy to her feet, removed his collar from about her neck, and she ran to stand, head down, deferential and bound, near Callimachus. I threw Aemilianus the key to the collar of Shirley, and he removed it from her. - (Guardsman of Gor, Chapter 20)