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... my waist slackened, and I fell through his fingers. His claws raked through my dress as I fell, drawing lines of fire across my skin. I whimpered as I hit the ground, my tail twisting painfully beneath me.
"I won’t ask again. What do you think you’re doing?"
"My Lord, we caught this whore filchin through your tent. She thought to make off with all yer valuables," the demonkin said. He bowed low. "No need to thank us. Just doin’ our duty."
I groaned, collecting myself on m ...
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