Book 7. (1 results) Captive of Gor (Individual Quote)
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Quote
16
329
"Can it be," he asked, "that I, Rask of Treve, care for a mere slave?" "I love you, Master," I cried, "I love you, I love you!" He did not let me press my lips to his.
"Can it be," he asked, "that I, Rask of Treve, care for a mere slave?" "I love you, Master," I cried, "I love you, I love you!" He did not let me press my lips to his.
- (Captive of Gor, Chapter 16, Sentence #329)
Book 7. (7 results) Captive of Gor (Context Quote)
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Sentence #
Quote
16
326
I clutched him.
16
327
He looked down at me, troubled.
16
328
He touched my head gently, moving back hair from the right side of my face.
16
329
"Can it be," he asked, "that I, Rask of Treve, care for a mere slave?" "I love you, Master," I cried, "I love you, I love you!" He did not let me press my lips to his.
16
330
He looked down upon me, smiling.
16
331
"Were you curious," he asked, "why before I never let you serve the men, when the other girls did so".
16
332
I smiled up at him.
I clutched him.
He looked down at me, troubled.
He touched my head gently, moving back hair from the right side of my face.
"Can it be," he asked, "that I, Rask of Treve, care for a mere slave?" "I love you, Master," I cried, "I love you, I love you!" He did not let me press my lips to his.
He looked down upon me, smiling.
"Were you curious," he asked, "why before I never let you serve the men, when the other girls did so".
I smiled up at him.
- (Captive of Gor, Chapter 16)