@Lux_Amissa Scarlet red glistening off your neck and cheek, giving off Bambi in a war zone vibes.
I nod when you request delaying his death a while longer β easily lifting you onto the dirty slab.
βIβve got all the time in the world.β
Sliding your key in my back pocket.
I head to the markβs compound. Spotting a handful of bodyguards, no doubt on high alert after threatening a crime members daughter.
Eliminating each. I stay out of sight, slowly making my way towards the master bedroom β’
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@Lux_Amissa Fantasies Iβve only just scratched the surface of. Castration being a new one..
βWho am I to judge? Peanut butter smeared on a nice, round.. β Coughs, kicking the bucket holding the Fatherβs chestnut closer.β’
@Lux_Amissa βClean, biodegradable... Burn, baby, burn!β Laughs while you finish removing the perverts dignity. Grabbing the kerosene.
βYouβre a little /too/ good at that.β
@Lux_Amissa Loud, high-pitched screams only magnifying once you approach his coin purse with a knife. Mentioning some other poor bastard getting turned on by the act.
βThatβs a real specific kink.β I recoil, shaking my head when you suggest fire to end his life.β’
@Lux_Amissa βIβm not too keen on seeing a guy lose his balls β but watching you do it might take the sting off.β Smirks, resting a jaw against your bloody shoulder. Pressing the lit cherry into the flesh of his swollen cheek.
βThis gonna be a joint deal or am I stuck on spectator duty?β’
@Lux_Amissa βThis is better than Sunday night fights!β I laugh, leaning against the wall β watching you do what you do best. Thick scarlet droplets trickling off your neck like rain on a wet summers day.
Then out came the pliers.β’
@Lux_Amissa Slicing and removing a bulk of the priests fingers and limbs. I listen as he wails off unlucky victims. Coming to a halt, once you recognize a young girls name.
The controlled anger in your eyes telling me sheβs more than just casualty. Making this even closer to home.β’