"I kiss your whip, joyfully, Master," she whispered.
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I looked down at her, enraged.
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Beverly Henderson had kissed the whip.
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"Master?" she asked, frightened.
But I am joyful!" Angrily I rose from the couch.
I seized up the whip.
I thrust it to her mouth.
"I kiss your whip, joyfully, Master," she whispered.
I looked down at her, enraged.
Beverly Henderson had kissed the whip.
"Master?" she asked, frightened.
- (Rogue of Gor, Chapter )