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“Someone needs to whip this woman!”
It’s Charlie’s voice bringing me around again. This time, I have no commands to follow. My limp body is lifted by two pairs of strong hands and carried to another side of the dungeon where I find my hands raised above me and secured in cuffs. I dangle below, and there’s not a thought in my mind… everything seems to have been wiped clean.
The blows of a flogger land across my back first. Then my breasts and my cunt take a serious beating. I’m breathing hard and anxiously. Whoever works me over takes his time, circling me like a stalking cat, playing my physical reactions with well-tuned finesse. Must be Charlie, I decide, but I really won’t know—at least not yet. I’ve been blindfolded and cannot see anything but the darkness behind my closed eyelid
