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At some point in your life you have eroticized pain. Pain has become
an aphrodesiac. It makes your cock or clit swell and throb. It gives you ecstatic pleasure. A hard, relentless
beating leads to an orgasm. For you, pain is extreme pleasure. You obsess to feel the crack of
crop or whip. You are enthralled by the slash of the cane. You are a pain junky. You get off on it
and you can never get enough. I understand you. I am waiting for you. My cane, my crop and my whip are
here for you. Come to me. Come to rapture. Come to release.
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