Then she said, tears in her eyes, "Cecily, master," adding "—if it pleases master".
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Then she blurted out, weeping, "May I speak, master?" "No," he said.
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"You will relieve yourself, and then sleep".
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"Yes, master," she whispered.
The slave, miserable, nodded, affirmatively.
"What is your name?" asked Cabot.
The slave looked at him.
Then she said, tears in her eyes, "Cecily, master," adding "—if it pleases master".
Then she blurted out, weeping, "May I speak, master?" "No," he said.
"You will relieve yourself, and then sleep".
"Yes, master," she whispered.
- (Kur of Gor, Chapter )