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Vincent grinned down at Rick suddenly and he got off of him and the bed and he walked over to a black chest he had in the corner of the room that he opened up and began to dig through. He then walked back over with something swinging in his hand and something else in his hand before getting back on the bed and ontop of Rick again. "You give me any trouble, I'll have to break your jaw. Better yet, cut out your tongue." he said softly as he held up the device he was holding, a ball-gag, and he put it on by strapping the leather belt around Rick's head and made sure the ball was in between Rick's teeth. "There...see? That's not so bad."
Vincent just wanted Rick to be quiet. He had such a foul mouth and just fought too much that it turned Vincent off a little. All he wanted to hear were those delicious sounds he heard before, and he lifted the other thing he was holding so Rick could see that it was a nine-tail whip.
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