Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 28 | 83 | Oh, would that he would take pity on his slave! Please caress her, Master. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 28 | 80 | "Yes, Master," she said, and pressed her lips again, softly, to his thigh. |
| 28 | 81 | Yes, she thought. |
| 28 | 82 | He is my master, and he does with me as he pleases. |
| 28 | 83 | Oh, would that he would take pity on his slave! Please caress her, Master. |
| 28 | 84 | Please caress her, Master. |
| 28 | 85 | She loves you. |
| 28 | 86 | Why does he, a powerful, virile man, not caress me, she asked herself. |
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"Yes, Master," she said, and pressed her lips again, softly, to his thigh.
Yes, she thought.
He is my master, and he does with me as he pleases.
Oh, would that he would take pity on his slave! Please caress her, Master.
Please caress her, Master.
She loves you.
Why does he, a powerful, virile man, not caress me, she asked herself.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 28)