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| 3 | 864 | I whimpered, biting on the wet View more quotes about silk">silk. |
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| 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. |
| 3 | 866 | I whimpered, tiny, begging sounds, pleading for mercy. |
| 3 | 867 | It did not matter to him, I was sure, that I was a modern woman. |