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| Amelda could see the pink seeping across the canyon walls, but the dawn was strong enough to only cast the slightest shadow. Around her the insect world poised to come alive. And when it did... she shuddered. She leaned against the pressure of the chains from her wrists to the ranch sign overhead. Trust the Judge to want to make an example, a damn public example, of her punishment. People made a habit of staying away from the Judge’s ranch, but yesterday they rode by, sometimes three or four at a time, to gawk at her naked and brutalized body hanging from the sign. They rode away. One woman looked back, but then again, one example was enough. "Amelda, darling." He spoke from somewhere behind her. She didn’t jump, her exhausted body aching with the welts she didn’t want to see. "What do you want?" "What do you mean....what do I want?" "You got what you wanted. I lasted a day. I took the lash and your humiliation. Please." "Please?" He hesitated and t...
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