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Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)

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25 490 I looked at Miss Elizabeth Cardwell, kneeling before me, head down, clad only in the collar of a slave.
25 491 "What are you?" I asked.
25 492 "A slave," she said bitterly, not raising her head.
25 493 "Serve me wine," I said.
25 494 She did so, kneeling before me, head down, handing me the black, red-trimmed wine crater, that of the master, as had Aphris to Kamchak.
25 495 I drank.
25 496 When I had finished I set the wine crater aside and looked on the girl.
I looked at Miss Elizabeth Cardwell, kneeling before me, head down, clad only in the collar of a slave. "What are you?" I asked. "A slave," she said bitterly, not raising her head. "Serve me wine," I said. She did so, kneeling before me, head down, handing me the black, red-trimmed wine crater, that of the master, as had Aphris to Kamchak. I drank. When I had finished I set the wine crater aside and looked on the girl. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter )