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... ery passing minute, the King’s grip on his staff weakened.
He had closed his eyes. He couldn’t witness this. Couldn’t watch his own mother being defiled by some random human.
But the sounds.
Oh, the sounds told him everything.
SMACK. SMACK. SMACK.
The relentless slapping of flesh against flesh.
SPLCH. SPLCH. SPLCH.
The obscene wet squelching of a pussy being ruined.
The King hissed through clenched teeth.
Meanwhile, Jax had ...
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