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Trigger warning: this chapter contains scenes of sexual abuse, and it's suitable for mature audiences aged 18+. Read at your own risk. An hour ago… On another side of town, in a dimly lit room, a petite girl was letting out whimpers filled with agony as whip after whip fell onto her pale skin. The woman was on her knees, naked with her hair sprawled messily around her shoulders as she trembled from the pain being inflicted on her by the sadistic man before her.

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