Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 16 | 693 | After the next stroke she shrieked for mercy. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 16 | 690 | "Yes, Master! Yes, Master!" she cried. |
| 16 | 691 | Then the lash fell again. |
| 16 | 692 | Tears burst from her eyes, she sobbed, her small fingers went white, grasping the ring so tightly. |
| 16 | 693 | After the next stroke she shrieked for mercy. |
| 16 | 694 | After the next two strokes she could only sob and clutch the ring, begging in her heart that there would be no more, no more! The beating was actually a light one, as such things go. |
| 16 | 695 | She received only six strokes, and the blows, while sharp, had not been heavy, surely not delivered with the full weight of a man's arm. |
| 16 | 696 | A woman is almost never beaten with the full measure of a man's strength. |
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"Yes, Master! Yes, Master!" she cried.
Then the lash fell again.
Tears burst from her eyes, she sobbed, her small fingers went white, grasping the ring so tightly.
After the next stroke she shrieked for mercy.
After the next two strokes she could only sob and clutch the ring, begging in her heart that there would be no more, no more! The beating was actually a light one, as such things go.
She received only six strokes, and the blows, while sharp, had not been heavy, surely not delivered with the full weight of a man's arm.
A woman is almost never beaten with the full measure of a man's strength.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 16)