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Season 3, Episode 3

Now I can focus... Get what I need...

The voice coming out of his mouth was foreign to Spitfire. It was screechy and annoying. The kind of voice that he would have forced to be quiet if he could find the source. Only, he was starting to realize that he was the source. That was his voice coming out of his own mouth. It was his hand holding the cane that was beating his good boy. Not like Guru deserved, not in play. This was a real beating.

Spitfire couldn't stop himself though. He was going and going, not stopping though he could see his tom's shoulders shaking. Guru was crying. Hurting. Bleeding.

Oh, gods. The blood.

It was just a trickle, a few drops from a split in the abused skin. But Spitfire could see it sticking to the light fur of his tom. He could feel the burn inside of him screaming out for more.

More pain.

More blood.

More.

The drops of blood made the burning in his body just a fraction less painful

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