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Book 5. (1 results) Assassin of Gor (Individual Quote)

He laughed and she screamed and tried to escape but he took her by the hair and, crouching over her, pressed her back weeping to the sand. - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 17, Sentence #367)
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17 367 He laughed and she screamed and tried to escape but he took her by the hair and, crouching over her, pressed her back weeping to the sand.

Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)

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17 364 He then stood over her, hands on hips.
17 365 She could roll neither to the left nor right.
17 366 She lay on her back between his sandals, one knee slightly raised, as though she would flee, and lifted herself on her elbows, terrified, looking up at him.
17 367 He laughed and she screamed and tried to escape but he took her by the hair and, crouching over her, pressed her back weeping to the sand.
17 368 His hand moved to the disrobing loop and she shuddered, turning her head away.
17 369 But instead of tugging on the loop, he simply, holding her under the arms, lifted her up, and then dropped her on her seat in the sand, where she sat foolishly, bewildered, looking up at him.
17 370 "Kajuralia!" laughed Ho-Sorl and turned, and, to the laughter of all, returned to his place at the table.
He then stood over her, hands on hips. She could roll neither to the left nor right. She lay on her back between his sandals, one knee slightly raised, as though she would flee, and lifted herself on her elbows, terrified, looking up at him. He laughed and she screamed and tried to escape but he took her by the hair and, crouching over her, pressed her back weeping to the sand. His hand moved to the disrobing loop and she shuddered, turning her head away. But instead of tugging on the loop, he simply, holding her under the arms, lifted her up, and then dropped her on her seat in the sand, where she sat foolishly, bewildered, looking up at him. "Kajuralia!" laughed Ho-Sorl and turned, and, to the laughter of all, returned to his place at the table. - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 17)