Arwaelen returns to face another uncompromising round of discipline, her body already carrying the traces of previous training. This time, the punishments arrive methodically, one after another, each leaving its own unmistakable mark. The riding crop lands with surgical precision, drawing sharp patterns across her exposed skin—so exact that every line tells a story of control and endurance.
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