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Chapter Seven-1
Chapter Seven An Ongoing Discipline After Merferi things went straight to hell. I had been the pride and joy of Kovus’s training class. Even if I hadn’t given in to my masochism and decided to seek out punishment and discipline by deliberately messing up, Kovus would have done it anyway. My first time back with him, before I had a chance to do anything right or wrong, he singled me out in the central garden, his glare an extension of Merferi’s anger. “Ramla, discipline position one,” he called out. I dropped to my knees and bent forward, my hands reaching between my legs to grab my ankles. My ass and p***y in the air, I wasn’t allowed to move until Kovus followed through on whatever he decided for punishment. But punishment is most effective when immediately meted out and Kovus never
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