She lay at my feet, on her side, her hands bound behind her

She lay at my feet, on her side, her hands bound behind her.
“Oh, yes, yes,” she whimpered.
I had had her casually, swiftly, ruthlessly, without sensitivity or tenderness. I had had her as a meaningless piece of slave meat.

Guardsmen of Gor, p. 458

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