Book 32. (1 results) Smugglers of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 15 | 330 | I scratched at the coarse fibers of the mat. |
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Book 32. (7 results) Smugglers of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 15 | 327 | How often the happiness and radiance of the slave, caressed and mastered, outrages the free woman. |
| 15 | 328 | "Please do not touch me," I begged. |
| 15 | 329 | "You writhe well," he said. |
| 15 | 330 | I scratched at the coarse fibers of the mat. |
| 15 | 331 | "I cannot help myself," I protested. |
| 15 | 332 | "You are not permitted to do so," he informed me. |
| 15 | 333 | "Stop, Master!" I begged. |
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How often the happiness and radiance of the slave, caressed and mastered, outrages the free woman.
"Please do not touch me," I begged.
"You writhe well," he said.
I scratched at the coarse fibers of the mat.
"I cannot help myself," I protested.
"You are not permitted to do so," he informed me.
"Stop, Master!" I begged.
- (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 15)