Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 15 | 732 | He released her hair, and she drew back, gratefully, her hair twisted and tangled, in disarray, kneeling before him. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 15 | 729 | Look upon it, Master. |
| 15 | 730 | You own it!" "I own all of you," he snarled. |
| 15 | 731 | "Yes, Master," she gasped, wincing. |
| 15 | 732 | He released her hair, and she drew back, gratefully, her hair twisted and tangled, in disarray, kneeling before him. |
| 15 | 733 | She then saw his eyes rove her, her hair, her face, her throat, her shoulders, her bosom, her waist, her love cradle, her thighs. |
| 15 | 734 | She put her shoulders back a little, that her figure might be accentuated. |
| 15 | 735 | She turned a little to the side, and lifted her head. |
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Look upon it, Master.
You own it!" "I own all of you," he snarled.
"Yes, Master," she gasped, wincing.
He released her hair, and she drew back, gratefully, her hair twisted and tangled, in disarray, kneeling before him.
She then saw his eyes rove her, her hair, her face, her throat, her shoulders, her bosom, her waist, her love cradle, her thighs.
She put her shoulders back a little, that her figure might be accentuated.
She turned a little to the side, and lifted her head.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 15)