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- "That's the idea, Cassandra," an elegant woman said with a smile. "Slave girls are expected to suffer."
- Melissa had a wicked smile on her face as she raised the whip and prepared to strike. Her enthusiasm for hurting me was all too obvious and she swung the whip forehand and back with rapid slashes that scorched my breasts and elicited tortured screams from my throat.
- I struggled against my restraints as the servant girl gleefully decorated my breasts with painful red stripes. After my breasts were throbbing with a blinding riot of pain, I was certain that I'd taken all fourteen strokes, however, the maid informed me that it had only been six.