The girl knelt down, near us, her head down, smiling.

The girl knelt down, near us, her head down, smiling.
“How was she?” asked one of the lads. 
“Squirming, lascivious slave meat,” I said, “hot, helpless, passionate, responsive.”

Blood Brothers of Gor, p. 249

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