CLARK"You don't have to do this," I pleaded, my voice barely a whisper, my eyes squeezed shut as tightly as I could manage. My heart thudded painfully against my ribs."Why wouldn't I, Clark? Aren't you glad to see the real me?" Cadmus asked coldly, his tone sharp and unyielding."No, please, stop this nonsense," I begged again, my voice trembling now, breaking under the weight of humiliation.But the sounds around me wouldn't stop. The wet rhythm of bodies moving, the soft moans turning into harsh gasps, the scent of sweat and desire thickening the air—it was suffocating. I didn't need to see. My imagination already painted enough to shatter me."That's disappointing. It's a wonderful sight, Clark. It's a waste that you wouldn't able to witness this," His words were like knives, dripping with mockery.Reluctantly, I opened my eyes, tears already burning the corners before I could even see. I had no idea what I was thinking, but my lids lifted anyway—and then I wished they hadn't.Th
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