Blinking and crying out as I'm smacked one more time, I look up at you angrily as you tell me to lie still. True, Tina had the temper...and I was the more docile twin...but I wasn't going down without a fight. Hearing you tell me that if I squirm again you were going to tie me up the way you want me, I whimper as you bite my nipple "Please...please...you're hurting me..."
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