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... t she writhed on the mattress and tore at her bandages, hands held her down and opened her mouth. The taste of whatever they put between her lips was bitter, and she tried to spit it out. Afterward, however, the pain would be washed away, replaced by stupendous waves of rolling pleasure that were nearly orgasmic.
When the euphoria came, it carried her back into dreams, until the pain returned.
The best of the dreams, the ones that came first, showed Liv the places that she loved. ...
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