Pain and pleasure

The torture continues, with the pyrots painfully plucking out a feather and tickling your claws with it. Tears stream from your eyes. You blabbed out everything, but when they found out your real identity, the pyrots just tickled you even more!

After what seems like hours, you are left with one feather on top of your head. The pyrot captain plucks it out, and then something unexpected happens...

Written by AndrewAnorak

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