"I beg for mercy, mistress!" "Properly," said Jill.
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"Aii!" cried Ellen.
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"Please stop!" "Properly," said Jill.
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"I, Ellen, a meaningless barbarian slave, beg a Gorean woman for mercy! Please, mistress! Please do not hurt me! Aii! Please, mistress! Ellen begs mistress! Aii! Ellen, a meaningless barbarian slave, begs mistress, a Gorean woman, for mercy! Aii! Aii! Please stop, please stop! Please, mercy, mistress! mistress! mistress!" Jill then, with one last twist, thrusting Ellen's head to the side, released her hair.
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Ellen tried to move further away but, chained as she was, she remained perforce within the ambit of Jill's wrath.
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Ellen wept, helplessly, fiercely.
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Jill turned away, angrily.
"I beg for mercy, mistress!" "Properly," said Jill.
"Aii!" cried Ellen.
"Please stop!" "Properly," said Jill.
"I, Ellen, a meaningless barbarian slave, beg a Gorean woman for mercy! Please, mistress! Please do not hurt me! Aii! Please, mistress! Ellen begs mistress! Aii! Ellen, a meaningless barbarian slave, begs mistress, a Gorean woman, for mercy! Aii! Aii! Please stop, please stop! Please, mercy, mistress! mistress! mistress!" Jill then, with one last twist, thrusting Ellen's head to the side, released her hair.
Ellen tried to move further away but, chained as she was, she remained perforce within the ambit of Jill's wrath.
Ellen wept, helplessly, fiercely.
Jill turned away, angrily.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter )