Book 18. (1 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 3 | 255 | Her red hair hung about the smooth, white wood. |
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Book 18. (7 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 3 | 252 | He knew he was her master. |
| 3 | 253 | Winyela now knelt on the pole and bent backwards, until her hair fell about the wood, and then she slipped her legs down about the pole and lay back on it, her hands holding to the pole behind her head. |
| 3 | 254 | She reared helplessly on the pole, and writhed upon it, almost as though she might have been chained to it, and then, she turned about and lay on the pole, on her stomach, her thighs gripping it, her hands pushing her body up, and away from the pole, and then, suddenly, moving down about the trunk, bringing her head and shoulders down. |
| 3 | 255 | Her red hair hung about the smooth, white wood. |
| 3 | 256 | Her lips, again and again, pressed down upon it, in helpless kisses. |
| 3 | 257 | "She is quite good, the slave," said Cuwignaka. |
| 3 | 258 | "Yes," I said. |
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He knew he was her master.
Winyela now knelt on the pole and bent backwards, until her hair fell about the wood, and then she slipped her legs down about the pole and lay back on it, her hands holding to the pole behind her head.
She reared helplessly on the pole, and writhed upon it, almost as though she might have been chained to it, and then, she turned about and lay on the pole, on her stomach, her thighs gripping it, her hands pushing her body up, and away from the pole, and then, suddenly, moving down about the trunk, bringing her head and shoulders down.
Her red hair hung about the smooth, white wood.
Her lips, again and again, pressed down upon it, in helpless kisses.
"She is quite good, the slave," said Cuwignaka.
"Yes," I said.
- (Blood Brothers of Gor, Chapter 3)