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| 3 | 862 | I View more quotes about felt">felt the lash brushing my back, twice more. |
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| 3 | 859 | There was something in me, however, which seemed to know the whip, and terribly feared it. |
| 3 | 860 | I suppose that this might have been an effect only of the startling alarms of my imagination, they informing me with some vividness as to what it might be to feel its stroke, but I suspect, really, that there was more involved. |
| 3 | 861 | I suspect that there was a kinship of sorts between myself and the whip, that we were perhaps, in some sense, made for one another, that even if I never felt it I recognized it as having something authoritative, and intimate and important, to do with me, and what, in my heart, I secretly was. |
| 3 | 862 | I felt the lash brushing my back, twice more. |
| 3 | 863 | It seemed to do so thoughtfully, meditatively. |
| 3 | 864 | I whimpered, biting on the wet silk. |
| 3 | 865 | Tears fell from my eyes to the carpet. |