Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 4 | 407 | The bells, rows, strung about my neck, and, loosely, too, depending about my breasts, jangled. |
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Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 4 | 404 | It was pulled tight, very tight, and cinched. |
| 4 | 405 | I wore the bell at my left hip. |
| 4 | 406 | I looked at my master, reproachfully, in anguish. |
| 4 | 407 | The bells, rows, strung about my neck, and, loosely, too, depending about my breasts, jangled. |
| 4 | 408 | The sound was horrifying, sensuous. |
| 4 | 409 | With anger, with misery, I regarded him. |
| 4 | 410 | The warrior took my hands behind my back and there, with a bit of black leather, fastened them together. |
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It was pulled tight, very tight, and cinched.
I wore the bell at my left hip.
I looked at my master, reproachfully, in anguish.
The bells, rows, strung about my neck, and, loosely, too, depending about my breasts, jangled.
The sound was horrifying, sensuous.
With anger, with misery, I regarded him.
The warrior took my hands behind my back and there, with a bit of black leather, fastened them together.
- (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 4)