Jedao's breath goes ragged as the caning goes on, his thoughts dissolving away in the relentless sting and the building, fizzing heat. His arms on the table stay steady, but occasionally one of the big muscles in his legs will twitch or quiver, soft moans and whimpers rolling steadily from his mouth.
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Date: 2025-01-16 04:33 am (UTC)