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Book 10. (1 results) Tribesmen of Gor (Individual Quote)

"Please, Master, do not hurt me!" The male slave then thrust her head down to the tiles, and stepped back from her, angrily. - (Tribesmen of Gor, Chapter 4, Sentence #344)
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4 344 "Please, Master, do not hurt me!" The male slave then thrust her head down to the tiles, and stepped back from her, angrily.

Book 10. (7 results) Tribesmen of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
4 341 He then seized her head between his hands and forced it back.
4 342 He then poised his thumbs, held downward, over her eyes.
4 343 "I am a woman at your mercy," she wept.
4 344 "Please, Master, do not hurt me!" The male slave then thrust her head down to the tiles, and stepped back from her, angrily.
4 345 He then took the strap that bound her wrists to her ankles, leaving her wrists tied behind her, and took it under her and tied it tautly about the ring on her collar, this holding her head down, as she knelt.
4 346 She was then tied on her knees, her ankles crossed and bound, and fastened by a short length of strap to the ring on her collar.
4 347 Her body was then bound in a tight, helpless, forward bow.
He then seized her head between his hands and forced it back. He then poised his thumbs, held downward, over her eyes. "I am a woman at your mercy," she wept. "Please, Master, do not hurt me!" The male slave then thrust her head down to the tiles, and stepped back from her, angrily. He then took the strap that bound her wrists to her ankles, leaving her wrists tied behind her, and took it under her and tied it tautly about the ring on her collar, this holding her head down, as she knelt. She was then tied on her knees, her ankles crossed and bound, and fastened by a short length of strap to the ring on her collar. Her body was then bound in a tight, helpless, forward bow. - (Tribesmen of Gor, Chapter 4)