Book 32. (1 results) Smugglers of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 7 | 168 | He twisted her rudely, abruptly, about, and downward, and she was then at his feet, he crouching over her, his hand in her hair. |
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Book 32. (7 results) Smugglers of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 7 | 165 | "No, no, no!" screamed a girl. |
| 7 | 166 | She leaped to her feet, darted with a scattering of straw past the fellow in blue, and, scrambling, sobbing, stumbling, falling once, leaping up again, fled toward the stairs, at the top of which, high above, was the dark, barred gate. |
| 7 | 167 | Then she screamed with misery, several feet from the stairs, caught by the hair, and yanked back, that by the fellow who carried the loops of rope. |
| 7 | 168 | He twisted her rudely, abruptly, about, and downward, and she was then at his feet, he crouching over her, his hand in her hair. |
| 7 | 169 | He then straightened up, angrily, and, she crying out in pain, jerked her to her feet, and held her beside him, bent over at the waist, her head tight against his hip, her head down, facing the floor, she then in leading position. |
| 7 | 170 | In a moment, she had been conducted to the side of the fellow in blue. |
| 7 | 171 | Her small hands were on the wrists of the fellow who held her. |
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"No, no, no!" screamed a girl.
She leaped to her feet, darted with a scattering of straw past the fellow in blue, and, scrambling, sobbing, stumbling, falling once, leaping up again, fled toward the stairs, at the top of which, high above, was the dark, barred gate.
Then she screamed with misery, several feet from the stairs, caught by the hair, and yanked back, that by the fellow who carried the loops of rope.
He twisted her rudely, abruptly, about, and downward, and she was then at his feet, he crouching over her, his hand in her hair.
He then straightened up, angrily, and, she crying out in pain, jerked her to her feet, and held her beside him, bent over at the waist, her head tight against his hip, her head down, facing the floor, she then in leading position.
In a moment, she had been conducted to the side of the fellow in blue.
Her small hands were on the wrists of the fellow who held her.
- (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 7)