Ahoy, it be time fer writing of a tale from only a few nights just past. Where at a merry gatherin', Arecee strung me up onto a cargo net and laid upon me hide light lashings of her whip. Nigh on half an hour, wielding two paddles, one in each hand, she then delivered spankings onto Cleo and me, as we lay aside each other.
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