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"Uh, well I will," said the funny looking bald one, who didn't sound too bright. But Ferrari held up his hand for the guy to stop. "You heard him, hole, pull it out. Pull it out strand by god damned strand. Lenin's a crazy fucker, so I wouldn't say that you have to do everything he says, but he made a perfectly reasonable request, so I think you better do what he wants." He squatted down, took her by the hair and raised her head to within inches of his face, slapped her hard and viciously spat,
"You're just a fucking whore. If someone tells you to do something, you fucking do it, there and then. It's not for you to decide if or when you do what your told. If something hurts, you do it anyway. Let us know it hurts, though; tell us how much pain you are in. Cry for us. Beg for mercy. But don't! DO NOT! even THINK about stopping. Got it, hole?" He dropped her to the blanket told her, "now get to work."