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Siyrik was cursing and spitting blood on the filthy floor when a slave girl appeared with Kadir, who was more than amused by the situation. He was laughing already from the beginning of the long corridor. Kadir mocked his colleague when they arrived in the dungeon. 

“Siyrik, you idiot. You  got burned by this fire head?” Kadir laughed. “I would have not believed that tied girl would have beaten you to the floor.”

Kadir believed that this girl could beat anybody on the floor despite his words to Siyriuk. She had a strong character, and breaking her would take some time. The process would be longer because this bitch had realized that they could not hurt her too much. She realized Mistress didn’t want to damage her precious creamy skin - but Kadir knew how to make her suffer without damage. 

Siyrik didn’t answer to Kadir. He was humiliated and wanted to revenge. He would enjoy his opportunity to hurt this little bitch. 

“Slave, I hope you understand me.” Kadir turned to Doucette. 

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