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Chapter Nine
Chapter Nine Tam crawled quickly along, prodded forward by the billy club buried deep in her rectum. Uli steered, twisting the club and laughing at Tam’s clumsy haste. The truncheon was rubber, longer and thicker than a standard police baton. Bobbing between Uli’s thighs was a thick dildo, covered with wartlike bumps. One glance at it had given Tam shivering fits. She knew where it would likely be soon. The chains that joined Tam’s wrists and ankles allowed her just enough slack for awkward locomotion. It had been two days since Uli had introduced her to the ancient art of bastinado, but the soles of her feet were still too tender to stand on. Yet, even if her feet were healed, the chains struck off, and the door opened, Tam would not have tried to escape. Fear of the two women who ruled
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