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Tuija was slashing hard. Each stroke from the whip left a bloody mark on Raisa’s skin, and she felt like her whole body was burning. Tuija loved how she started to scream and shout again when her shield wall was crumbling, and pain took over her mind. Sweat appeared on her skin, but she was still dancing on every slash. It was was visible her strength was running out, and she left more and more weight on her wrists that were connected to the beam. One more strike and she dances and screams a beautiful way. Repeating this in the coming days will teach her where she belongs.

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Soon there will be well beaten dry meat for Jorma...

Better calm her down if he wants any slave girl left.

Fritz Sands


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