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Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)

"To his feet," snapped Mirus, "lick and kiss them, now! Render obeisance, slut! Appropriately! To your new master!" Frightened, distraught, weeping, Ellen scrambled on her knees the pace or two to Mirus, and lost her balance and fell to her side, and then got to her belly, and, wrists braceleted behind her, put her head down, and thus, prostrated as becomes a female slave, pressed kisses upon his feet. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 27, Sentence #3205)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
27 3205 "To his feet," snapped Mirus, "lick and kiss them, now! Render obeisance, slut! Appropriately! To your new master!" Frightened, distraught, weeping, Ellen scrambled on her knees the pace or two to Mirus, and lost her balance and fell to her side, and then got to her belly, and, wrists braceleted behind her, put her head down, and thus, prostrated as becomes a female slave, pressed kisses upon his feet.

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

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
27 3202 "Here," he said, angrily, "are the keys to the slave's bracelets.
27 3203 She is yours".
27 3204 "No, master!" cried the slave.
27 3205 "To his feet," snapped Mirus, "lick and kiss them, now! Render obeisance, slut! Appropriately! To your new master!" Frightened, distraught, weeping, Ellen scrambled on her knees the pace or two to Mirus, and lost her balance and fell to her side, and then got to her belly, and, wrists braceleted behind her, put her head down, and thus, prostrated as becomes a female slave, pressed kisses upon his feet.
27 3206 "No, master! Please, no, master!" "You will find her poorly trained, and worthless," said Selius Arconious.
27 3207 "That is known to me," said Mirus.
27 3208 "But I return her to you.
"Here," he said, angrily, "are the keys to the slave's bracelets. She is yours". "No, master!" cried the slave. "To his feet," snapped Mirus, "lick and kiss them, now! Render obeisance, slut! Appropriately! To your new master!" Frightened, distraught, weeping, Ellen scrambled on her knees the pace or two to Mirus, and lost her balance and fell to her side, and then got to her belly, and, wrists braceleted behind her, put her head down, and thus, prostrated as becomes a female slave, pressed kisses upon his feet. "No, master! Please, no, master!" "You will find her poorly trained, and worthless," said Selius Arconious. "That is known to me," said Mirus. "But I return her to you. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 27)