Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 24 | 733 | The knots seemed too close, too tight. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 24 | 730 | Ellen sat then in the sand, and drew up her left leg, to attempt to remove the bells. |
| 24 | 731 | She was at this time naked, save for the bells. |
| 24 | 732 | Her fingers fumbled. |
| 24 | 733 | The knots seemed too close, too tight. |
| 24 | 734 | She struggled, and began to weep. |
| 24 | 735 | "On your belly," said the scribe. |
| 24 | 736 | One of the guardsmen, then, crouching beside her, bending her leg, lifting it by the ankle, pressing it closely against her body, so closely she whimpered, undid the bells. |
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Ellen sat then in the sand, and drew up her left leg, to attempt to remove the bells.
She was at this time naked, save for the bells.
Her fingers fumbled.
The knots seemed too close, too tight.
She struggled, and began to weep.
"On your belly," said the scribe.
One of the guardsmen, then, crouching beside her, bending her leg, lifting it by the ankle, pressing it closely against her body, so closely she whimpered, undid the bells.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 24)