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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
19 362 "So," he asked, "are you a cold slave?" "I am freezing!" she wept.
19 363 "Are you a cold slave?" he asked, amused.
19 364 "No," she cried out, suddenly, comprehendingly.
19 365 "I am a hot slave! I am a hot slave!" "Perhaps then," he said, "you are prepared to beg to serve me—as a hot slave?" "Yes, Master!" she wept.
19 366 He smiled.
19 367 "I beg to serve you as a hot slave!" she wept.
19 368 "I beg to serve you as a hot slave!" "Remember," said he, "in future slaveries, that you so begged.
"So," he asked, "are you a cold slave?" "I am freezing!" she wept. "Are you a cold slave?" he asked, amused. "No," she cried out, suddenly, comprehendingly. "I am a hot slave! I am a hot slave!" "Perhaps then," he said, "you are prepared to beg to serve me—as a hot slave?" "Yes, Master!" she wept. He smiled. "I beg to serve you as a hot slave!" she wept. "I beg to serve you as a hot slave!" "Remember," said he, "in future slaveries, that you so begged. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter )