"Have mercy! Have mercy!" "It is not for kajirae to make sport of free women!" he told her.
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"Never forget that they are a thousand times, an infinite amount of times, your superiors! Now we will see how the joke turns out".
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"mercy, Master!" she pleaded.
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"Beg the whip to forgive you," he suggested.
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"Perhaps the whip will be merciful".
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"Oh, dear whip!" she cried.
"It was a joke, Master!" she cried.
"Have mercy! Have mercy!" "It is not for kajirae to make sport of free women!" he told her.
"Never forget that they are a thousand times, an infinite amount of times, your superiors! Now we will see how the joke turns out".
"mercy, Master!" she pleaded.
"Beg the whip to forgive you," he suggested.
"Perhaps the whip will be merciful".
"Oh, dear whip!" she cried.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter )