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In front of us, chained to the prison bars is our slave waiting in silence, motionless with his face turned towards us. The air is full of tension but we are here to have fun. The spitting will come like rain, direct and targeted. I take the first deep breath and lean forward slightly, aiming this disgusting worm. Now it is my friend's turn...