#196864 - She was barely conscious at this point, but the raspy, long tongue now licking her was immediately known to her and her sigh was one of longing for her death. It was years before her young mind could make sense of that fateful day; if anyone’s mind could truly makes sense of such things. Her body was still unmarked by whip punishment, rare in a slave of her age, but fortunate given her beauty, otherwise.
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