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Laura looked like she was trying to counter or argue with Jubilee’s claims but at this point she could barely talk at all. As Jubilee expected the girl was a blubbering mess, with tears streaming down her face, completely limp, having given up struggling entirely apart from the occasional flinch or recoil in pain upon a new spank reaching her red rear. No sounds came out of her apart from the occasional adorably pathetic shiver or whimper. The pain had eventually become unbearable, causing the girl to wet herself fully, only causing more laughter and jeering from the onlookers, thankfully with the girl’s positioning Jubilee wasn’t caught in the crossfire, but the same couldn’t be said for the clone, who was soaked. There was barely any reaction upon being sat on other than a groan and some more attempts to bat the firecracker away, but as expected it was fruitless, although it did shake Jubilee somewhat upon her messing herself and the force increased enough to allow Laura some precious oxygen that didn’t smell like Jubilee’s accident.
The girl let out a muffled gasp at the next sentence, she didn’t have much of a desire to continue her plan at this point, although she still felt justified in her actions, having not exactly recovered mentally just from Jubilee returning. “Th-Ths ussnt th-the-th pnshmsnt?” She asked, unable to speak through her tears and muffling properly.
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