Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 27 | 35 | His hand seized my tunic at the neck and shoulder and prepared to tear it from me, that I might be hurled to the floor at his feet, to be put writhing beneath the sharp discipline of his domination. |
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Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 27 | 32 | "Fetch the whip!" he cried in fury. |
| 27 | 33 | I ran to the whip and brought it to him, kneeling before him, thrusting it into his hands. |
| 27 | 34 | I looked up at him, angrily. |
| 27 | 35 | His hand seized my tunic at the neck and shoulder and prepared to tear it from me, that I might be hurled to the floor at his feet, to be put writhing beneath the sharp discipline of his domination. |
| 27 | 36 | His hand was on my tunic, the whip was uplifted. |
| 27 | 37 | Then he released my tunic and threw the whip from him. |
| 27 | 38 | He held my head between his hands. |
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"Fetch the whip!" he cried in fury.
I ran to the whip and brought it to him, kneeling before him, thrusting it into his hands.
I looked up at him, angrily.
His hand seized my tunic at the neck and shoulder and prepared to tear it from me, that I might be hurled to the floor at his feet, to be put writhing beneath the sharp discipline of his domination.
His hand was on my tunic, the whip was uplifted.
Then he released my tunic and threw the whip from him.
He held my head between his hands.
- (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 27)