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Chapter Twelve
Chapter Twelve Though the pace is slow, the kitchen is not too far. My feet do not allow me to walk. The extensive bastinado has set them afire. The ankle chain inhibits my crawl. But it is just as well that I slowly approach my meal. My stomach needs to settle after the intense pain. Fortunately the kitchen has a special chair in the corner. It is high enough so that I can sit with my tender feet off the floor. “Come boy, almost there.” The nurse speaks so casually, flicking her wrist and with it the leash attached to my collar. One would not guess she has spent so much time caning my feet. “There will be a nice meal for you.” We at last reach the kitchen where Homana awaits. She enjoys feeding me like a child and the mature nurse will be permitted time off. But first, both women a
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