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I could hear a distant sound. It was something ticking. It was getting on my nerves, but I did not have the strength to find out what it was. It reached a point where I could not take it any more and I had to do something about it to retain my sanity. I drifted back to this world. I opened my eyes slowly, trying to focus on something, anything at all. It was all blurry with the incessant ticking going on. It had become more pronounced in real life. I discovered with shock that the sound was coming from within me. It was my head throbbing with a pulse on my temple ticking painfully. I tried to move a bit and this bolt of pain from nowhere struck me, making me gasp. It was everywhere; the pain. It originated from deep inside me, travelling outwards and radiating in my anus. It moved on to my legs, my belly and to my lower back.

I shuddered and sobbed as I remembered the agonizing moments just before I lost consciousness. The physical pain caused by the kicks, punches, leather and the cock, all added, was almost unbearable even now. I was hurt and hurt real bad. It was manifest in the pain and my inability to move much so as not to aggravate it more than what it already was. But what was really making me afraid was the fear itself. I felt terrorized. There is no other way to describe the feeling more appropriately. I was shivering, trembling all over. I just wanted to forget all the punishment that my body had taken. But I could not do that, of course. My body wounds were too fresh to wipe out the fear. As I thought about it, I realized that no matter how soon or late my body healed, I would always be afraid of Qasim. Afraid of what he had done ...

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