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The screens now showed a split-screen closeup of witness’s face and back. I will bear Herr Peitschemaster’s mark from now on to remind me, and any who see me, that even a Grand Mistress is accountable for her mistakes.”
Another set of cables lowered from the ceiling on the opposite side of the stage from where witness was hanging. This was a scream of pure pain. Other than the count, no other words or sounds escaped her lips until after the twentieth lash when the whip master poured the lemon juice and salt mixture into the wound. The cables then ascended slightly into the air until Jane was pulled onto her tiptoes and beyond.
