A tuneful hum muffled into existence. With a paintbrush in hand and palette nearby, Tony began to paint. Unruffled by the turbulence in the air, his fluency increased with passion. He found himself irked by his model in front of him. He tilted his head to observe her strife. She abstained from eye contact and shivered at his glance. He smiled and continued with his craft, humming over her pained meows. As she whimpered, she grew pale like clay and bit at the bondage till her mouth bled. He noticed it, how her skin had a new shade of pink, turning red.
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