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Then the second stroke fell upon her and she screamed with misery, her grip lost on the ring, half thrown against the wall, scratching at it with her braceleted hands, the side of her face against the heavy boards. - (Explorers of Gor, Chapter 12, Sentence #498)

He gave her several Ihn, that she might begin to feel the pain of the first stroke. "I will obey you," she whispered. "Do not strike me again". Then the second stroke fell upon her and she screamed with misery, her grip lost on the ring, half thrown against the wall, scratching at it with her braceleted hands, the side of her face against the heavy boards. There were now two layers of pain in her body, overlapping, each reinforcing and intensifying the other. Her body, sensitized by the first stroke, helpless, raw, aware, expectant, exposed, felt the second, as was intended, mingling with the burning echoes, the searing, throbbing wounds of the first, a thousand times more cruelly. "It is enough!" she wept, gasping, sobbing. - (Explorers of Gor)