The Broken Boy's Return from the Appalachians

Just because I made my adoptive brother unhappy, my sister and my wife sent me into the deep woods of the Appalachians to be "taught a lesson."

Before leaving, my wife even handed the locals a stack of cash, whispering for them to give me a "rough time."

After that, I became nothing more than a toy for the villagers to beat for amusement, the lowest form of trash for their release.

If I showed even a hint of resistance, the lashes grew harder and the violations became more brutal.

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