She regarded me, apprehensively.

She regarded me, apprehensively. She turned to her side, facing me, and drew up her legs, defensively. She squirmed a little. Her wrists were bound behind her. She was very beautiful, and mine, mine by Gorean capture rights, to do with as I pleased.

Fighting Slave of Gor, p.567

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