"And thus," said he, "you are the living refutation of your own ideology".
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"Yes," she whispered, "—Master".
She looked up at him tears in her eyes.
He removed the two golden loops from her wrist.
She now wore only the steel anklet.
"Lick and kiss my feet, slave," he said.
"Yes, Master," she said.
"And thus," said he, "you are the living refutation of your own ideology".
"Yes," she whispered, "—Master".
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter )