Just don’t try to kiss me in gratitude.’ Gabriel rose to his hands and knees and snorted a laugh. ‘Don’t you wish.’ He dusted off his clothe..., wincing at the burning sensation in various parts of his body here and there. Mike lifted his arms with a grimace marring his face. Gabriel saw the welts of blood welling upon his skin. The deep scratches covered his forearms as well. He could just imagine his face. ‘We’re going to look like hell for our show tomorrow.’ Gabe shrugged. All he cared about. Dr. Stanton himself, of course, understood more than either of them, including Priscilla. He knew that her caning had begun with some kind of cooperative bond, although he didn't really know what it was. And he knew that Priscilla had somehow contributed substantially her own caning itself, even though he had only an uncertain idea of how, and no idea of why. He prided himself on never forgetting any caning, even the most minor. But he knew he would do more than remember this one. Simply in. More

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