Book 32. (7 results) Smugglers of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
53
136
She is yours".
53
137
"I must hate you!" he cried.
53
138
"No!" I cried.
53
139
"love me!" "love?" he said.
53
140
"For a slave!" "Forgive me, Master," I said.
53
141
He seemed beside himself with fury.
53
142
He strode to his pack, tore it open, and drew forth the whip, shaking its blades tree.
She is yours".
"I must hate you!" he cried.
"No!" I cried.
"love me!" "love?" he said.
"For a slave!" "Forgive me, Master," I said.
He seemed beside himself with fury.
He strode to his pack, tore it open, and drew forth the whip, shaking its blades tree.
- (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter )