I order the runaway to be tied to a post, but as soon as I see her naked snow-white back, I immediately regret not killing her right away. Damn. I know my whip, and it won't leave a centimeter of living skin behind, but I can't just let the slave go. I have thousands of subjects under my command. As the commander of the Tehran army, I cannot leave a slave's escape without punishment. "Do not come closer... Get out of here!" "Actually, this is my tent, slave." "I am not your slave!" "Last night you said otherwise. When you were dying in pain, lying on my cot, and crying like a child." "I was out of my mind. I didn't control what I was saying!" I slowly step back, seeing the demon approaching me. He's getting closer, causing me to lean against the wall, wincing in pain. Damn, I hit my wounds. "I didn't think so. Take off your dress, slave." What I heard was like a bucket of ice water thrown over me. "What do you mean? No way!"
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