Book 21. (1 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 13 | 173 | "'Forgive me,' what?" asked the soldier, tightening his grip in her hair. |
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Book 21. (7 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Context 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. |
| 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. |
| 13 | 174 | "Forgive me, Mistress!" wept the new girl, her head down, her back bent forward, her small hands twisting helplessly in the cords that held them behind her back. |
| 13 | 175 | "Clumsy slave!" scolded Boabissia. |
| 13 | 176 | "Forgive me, Mistress," wept the girl. |
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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.
"Forgive me, Mistress!" wept the new girl, her head down, her back bent forward, her small hands twisting helplessly in the cords that held them behind her back.
"Clumsy slave!" scolded Boabissia.
"Forgive me, Mistress," wept the girl.
- (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 13)