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Marella gave him no breath to go limp. My heart jumped as she gave him a final extra-hard whack. I wanted to leave the room, but at the same time, I couldn't bear to leave his presence. Dara got up next and went to work on him with clothespins. Each of the women had a turn with him, Glinda making suggestions as they went along, as though they were setting a table or making a flower arrangement. They blindfolded him. They chatted among themselves as they marked him. Glinda flicked the nipple clamps off and he screamed. But she had turned away from him, to look at me. "Would you like a turn, as well?" she was saying, but I barely heard it over Corwin's song of agony. My goosebumps sprang up and I could barely maintain the act to nod my head. "Take him down, onto his knees." They released the collar first, then his hands and he slumped forward into me.