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It's a completely fictional story, masochists are also guilty, give us four of my stories, Sara, you're getting on my nerves, one more word from you, I'll make you smile for the rest of your life, if you dare, come forward and I'll show you the chick, I said this angrily, she got up and came to her chest He stood in front of my chest, frowned and stared into my eyes, and in a voice that was obviously shaking with anger, he said, "Now I'm in front of you. I'm standing in front of you. A man is about 8 centimeters taller than me. I saw anger in his eyes. I was afraid. I swallowed, but I shouldn't be in front of him." I shouldn't have had a girl command me or forbid me, I raised my hand to hit her in the face, she grabbed my wrist in the air, and with her other hand she slapped me so hard that three phase electricity jumped out of my eyes. My guts came out in my mouth and I looked down when I realized that he kicked the middle of my leg and brought me down. I fell with him and fell on the floor of the room. My left wrist was still in his fist. He also hit my stomach with all his strength and from the bottom of his heart, about 20 times, he let go of my hand He put his foot on my throat and looked into my eyes, he looked at me and coldly said, what did you do wrong? It was sticking out and I was struggling to breathe, Sara was calmly looking at me under her feet, I began to waddle and after a while I couldn't even waddle anymore, I was seeing death with my own eyes, it was the end of my life. He got up and took his paw from my throat. I was barely breathing in my lungs to stay alive. It took a few minutes before I could breathe properly. He grabbed my throat in his fist and held me by the head. Near my face, he said again, what did you do wrong, you ugly lizard, go, go, go, go, I got hit, he hit me hard with his knee in the middle of my leg, and there he was pressing his knee, I was in so much pain, I was crying like a child, I didn't hear what you said. God, you should be polite so you don't make these mistakes again. He took his knee back and hit me again.I let go of my throat and went backwards like a lifeless body. I fell in front of his feet. I threw myself on his toes and begged and kissed and licked his feet. God have mercy on you. I became polite again. God don't hit you again. He left his right foot. on my head and said one more time, just one more time, it's enough for me to feel that you forgot who you are and where you are, be sure, I'll kill you like a dog. He kicked me hard with the sole of his foot and threw me on my bed and shouted at me, "Lost your grave in your room"