The Arena
Howls of laughter were the only exchange I received from my pitiful cries.
"Shout more! Moan! Groan! Louder little girl!" The girl spurted, jumping up and down in excitement like an overly crazed dog.
My chin was forcefully turned to the side, "Do you know what this is called?" asked the guy, holding a different whip in his hand to my face. I shook my head, afraid of what he'd been intending to do with the thing. It was a multi-tailed whip of six, seven, no, nine! Little metal balls of spikes were attached to each end of the cords. "No, er? It's called the Cat...know why? Because it got nine tails! Which are called claws that has beautiful spike balls. See? And it could cause great deal of p
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