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... p>The second whip was hit even harder by the disciplinary officer as it not only hit his back, but also hit over his shoulder, as this time around the mountain of a man Keane showed visible signs of pain, as he winced and bit his tongue to stop himself from screaming.

' HARDER!!!! HIT HIM HARDER! We WANT TO HEAR HIM SCREAM!! '. Someone from the crowd screamed, while the others cheered, as they desperately wanted to see him suffer, their sadistic minds deriving pleasure from the pain of oth ...

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