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“Eeny, Meenie, Minie, Moe…” Queen Qandisa taunts up the strung slaves at the whipping post. She toys along with her whip, which makes them bound. “Just wait till Goddess Amadahy gets , together with her nine whips of fury!” Amadahy has the whips in her hand also arrives by cart. They will need to do although she looks disappointed as she expected men that are better. Her tail cracks across the backs of both of those slaves, seeing who will scream louder than the other until the slaves both are shredded. She and Qandisa inspect the two slaves closely and decide they want even more…
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