MistressFeathers
Posts: 121
Joined: 2/4/2007 Status: offline
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Tsk you buy pressies for others. Ha! *Reaches down to the demons hair, grasps it between fingers and pulls sharply up and back, exposing the demon's throat.* Who said you could touch My boot you little wench? *Drags the demon across to the rail and secures him to the cold metal his face being whipped by water and wind. Places the end of the camel whip between his teeth and steps back. 1, 2, 3, 4 ,5, 6, 7, steps until the end is tugged lose from the demon's teeth.* you ready bitch? you should have ran and hid when you had your chance
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