Date: 2020-05-11 11:23 am (UTC)
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Luca kept his head turned as much to the side as his restraints allowed, though he was watching the crop out of the corner of his eye, bracing himself, wincing right before it hit, every time. He was trying not to scream again, knowing he would eventually, but wanting to make this bastard work for it. He was grunting, yelping, but he wasn't too loud. Mostly. The only thing he still had was his pride.

It didn't take long for his thighs to start burning. He wasn't sure if he was grateful that the strikes didn't overlap, or if it wouldn't have been easier to have just one small area of sharper pain instead. He jerked his legs, tried to shift. He glared harder at nothing, and tried to tell himself he wasn't about to cry.
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