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Chapter 17

POV Tatyana

Samuel’s right hand firmly grips the base of the whip. With precise, singular strikes, he lashes my backside. With each crack of the whip, my body arches, but this time, the sensations are different. When the leather touches my skin, a maddening pain makes me shudder. The lashes are str...

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