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Perry felt as if he were losing his mind. He approached the bed slowly, holding the whip. There seemed to be a film over his eyes. He looked down at the smooth white , not fat but soft-looking and well-rounded. Something in him cringed from what as expected of him. He stiffened his will and gripped the whip and, with eyes narrowed, brought it down on the buttocks. Flesh quivered.