Book 21. (1 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 13 | 170 | The new girl was, by the soldier in whose custody she was, thrust rudely to the pavement before Boabissia, his hand in her hair, forcing her head down to Boabissia's sandals. |
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Book 21. (7 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 13 | 167 | She had turned about, from watching the disciplining of the neck-chained girl, and struck against the new girl. |
| 13 | 168 | "Clumsy slave!" cried Boabissia, angrily. |
| 13 | 169 | Twice then, angrily, she struck the new girl with the sides of her small fists. |
| 13 | 170 | The new girl was, by the soldier in whose custody she was, thrust rudely to the pavement before Boabissia, his hand in her hair, forcing her head down to Boabissia's sandals. |
| 13 | 171 | "Beg forgiveness!" he said. |
| 13 | 172 | "Forgive me! Forgive me!" wept the new girl. |
| 13 | 173 | "'Forgive me,' what?" asked the soldier, tightening his grip in her hair. |
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She had turned about, from watching the disciplining of the neck-chained girl, and struck against the new girl.
"Clumsy slave!" cried Boabissia, angrily.
Twice then, angrily, she struck the new girl with the sides of her small fists.
The new girl was, by the soldier in whose custody she was, thrust rudely to the pavement before Boabissia, his hand in her hair, forcing her head down to Boabissia's sandals.
"Beg forgiveness!" he said.
"Forgive me! Forgive me!" wept the new girl.
"'Forgive me,' what?" asked the soldier, tightening his grip in her hair.
- (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 13)