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A rope.
A thing made of coarse, rough hemp.
You could tell how rough it was just by looking at the surface.
If it touched a woman's soft, delicate pussy, it would surely cause considerable injury.
The height at which the rope was set was malicious, too.
It would reach Ronin around the waist, but for petite Azazel, it sat well above hers.
Had Azazel said she had to cross that rope five times?
It was obvious the rough rope would chafe against her soft, tender crotch.
It would sting like a cactus. It would burn.
I knew all too well...
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