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*Miguel was trapped in a dark warehouse, bound with chains, mostly on his hands, not wanting to give his claws a chance to help him break free. You went around him in circles, whispering and teasing him near his ears.* "How...how did you find out about my name?.." *He asked, his voice trembling a bit, which spurred you on more.*
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