There was so much! She shrank down beside her tub, on her mat.
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She wished it was night so that she might be alone in her bin, with her blanket.
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She supposed that women of low caste must do their own laundry.
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Why had her master put her here, in this terrible place, she wondered.
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Perhaps she was being punished, but for what? Had she been put here for instructional purposes, that she might better understand her bondage? Why did he hate her so? Or did he hate her? Or could there be another reason? I must be special to him, somehow, she thought, that he has done this to me.
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Then she thought, fearfully, but perhaps I am not special to him, at all.
Ellen looked up in misery.
There was so much! She shrank down beside her tub, on her mat.
She wished it was night so that she might be alone in her bin, with her blanket.
She supposed that women of low caste must do their own laundry.
Why had her master put her here, in this terrible place, she wondered.
Perhaps she was being punished, but for what? Had she been put here for instructional purposes, that she might better understand her bondage? Why did he hate her so? Or did he hate her? Or could there be another reason? I must be special to him, somehow, she thought, that he has done this to me.
Then she thought, fearfully, but perhaps I am not special to him, at all.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter )