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Chapter 79

Author: Regina
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“Ah!” he gasped, his body still reeling from the first blow, but there was no time to recover. The second strike came almost immediately, this time even harder. The belt lashed into him with vicious precision, the pain slicing through his composure and digging straight into his nerves.

Dean clenched his jaw, trying with every ounce of strength not to cry out, but the sheer intensity overwhelmed him. A guttural growl escaped his throat as he doubled over as much as his restraints allowed, his breathing ragged and uneven.

Shawn watched Dean with cold, calculating eyes, savoring the power he held over him. He raised the belt slowly, the motion deliberated, his voice unsettlingly calm. “Remember yet? Or do you need me to help you jog your memory?”

Dean’s mind raced, panic beginning to set in. He realized that if he didn’t find a way out of this, he might not make it through the night. His chest tightened with each breath, the taste of blood rising in his throat as he struggled to stay con
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