I grabbed her wrist as she turned back to the darkness."Look," I stammered, "it's dangerous out there. You can stay in my room at the hotel until the ...orning. I'll even sleep on the floor. You can have the bed. I promise I won't touch you. Then tomorrow morning I will help you." Let go of my arm you mosquito dicked motherfucker." Then she added, "You can't help me."I let go of her arm and said, "Sure I can."She looked up at me and a mischievous smile rippled across her face. "Ok, you want to. .. Then, when the final lash fell, shearing the backs of her thighs with a ripping crack, her scream reached a flaring, piercing crescendo ... then suddenly faded!Chapter 30 – At the Whipping Post, 8:34am May 12th 1864Mary, the House-Slave, could watch no longer. Her face buried in her hands as each cry extracted from her beloved Mistress brought about another wrench to her own body.“Oh Lordy, deliver her from this evil I beg of you,” she beseeched. But a peeked glance from between her fingers. More

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