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The stinging of her flesh feels like a memory. Her whimpering a distant, muffled cry. I grasped something of myself in those moments. A primal urge, with which I've never known. She trembled beneath my power, shuddered with each whack to her bare skin, and I became connected with something deep, secretive. Beginning on my path to mastery.
Herus
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