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 Suddenly Siynik took iron away from Doucetes face and pointed it between her legs. Doucette shouted in horror and pain. Iron was so near the sensitive places that she thought Siyrik hit her with iron. Burning was painful, but iron was still away from her skin. 


"You don't need that small spot. I could take away your ability to enjoy from that what you are made for." Siyrik laughed and pushed her head down. "Small touch and Master could use you, and you remember what we did because you were rebelling. Then you would regret."


The heat from iron was burning her skin. Doucette couldn't believe this was happening. Maybe Mistress had really given permission to mark her skin or even given instructions on what to do to her. 

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