The Contessa Sophia

Illustrator stmarc.

Story by SirJeff


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In the evening, Blackie, then Blondie, was led crawling to the dungeon, past the frightful brazier filled with glowing coals. There they were chained to the wall in uncomfortable positions.

They dared not protest and did not say a word as the groom brought the red hot iron near. But each screamed her song of agony as the "Circle L" was branded on her left breast.

They were truly the Contessa's animals now!

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