[The reply he gets is as sudden as it is cutting, Shell struggling to deal with this on top of everything else he's been going through. Sure, this may have been his fantasy that finally came to life, but-- but the greater context he learned only after all of this only made watching it now painful in a way he never really thought about before.]
[How many of his screams for One to stop were genuine? How much did One enjoy tearing into his back with that whip, not out of a mutual desire for their "play", but because he really and truly hated Shell for what he was?]
[He chokes out a sob, bringing his hands up to his ears to try and tune out the sound of his own pleas for help.]
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[The reply he gets is as sudden as it is cutting, Shell struggling to deal with this on top of everything else he's been going through. Sure, this may have been his fantasy that finally came to life, but-- but the greater context he learned only after all of this only made watching it now painful in a way he never really thought about before.]
[How many of his screams for One to stop were genuine? How much did One enjoy tearing into his back with that whip, not out of a mutual desire for their "play", but because he really and truly hated Shell for what he was?]
[He chokes out a sob, bringing his hands up to his ears to try and tune out the sound of his own pleas for help.]
I don't... I don't want to see anymore of this...