Reaches for My own, favorite thin cane.
Grins toward SadoBitch

Oh, I enjoy using ginger root.
Loved Your use of the nettles and thorns

Turns back to the pig and lightly brushes the cane across your ass to let you know what is coming

Tomorrow, July 17th

we have a Birthday!!!!

Please follow me to wish best of Birthday to:

~lil wild gurl

HERE

hugs
v

oh - good evening

Not to much

Just laying low. Staying quiet

Belches.

"Thanks. What's up, buddy?"

Smiles up at you.

than. thank you Ma’am
then lips part
a gasp as the plug heats up

tender ass flesh starting to burn

I'm happy that you found the ginger root

I was going to mention it this morning

but was distracted..

the beast little butt should be on fire

any moment now..

Good evening Seven

Beautiful picture

sees the familiar face as she enters
strips out of her dress

"What time is it? Evening! Evening, Tyler!"

Smiles. Clocks. Modern marvels.

batholith: how you pronounce 'basilisk' with a mouth full of peanut butter.

"I kept wondering, what does the guy being Asian have anything to do with it? Must be a grown-up thing."

Nods.

"And sometimes I don't even listen to the words of songs. There are entire songs I've listened to that I barely know any of the words to."

Shrugs.

hearing the four years
pigs memory of anything beyond that fading
kept in the cage like a zoo animal as the world passes

Waves hi to Seven

"For the longest time, I thought the song went 'Secret Asian Man' which is NOT the name of that song."

Shakes her head.

Casually sips a glass of Chardonnay

as I observe from near by..

as pig squats it makes
me he heavy weights away

now up against the post
half squating

bound in place

Really?
4 years.
Laughs
And so many more to go.

out

Fenix Arsenal
"You'll find out." Said plainly. The Center, Arasaka x Haven, how much blood could flow through that floor drain. All in due time. Lessons learned, decisions made, no going back now. It's the second-guessing that usually gets people killed.

"We need him to think he'll survive. That if he gives us the codes, we'll cure him and then let him go. That's the bargaining chip." A counterfeit one that Echo had no intention of honoring.

"I'll extrapolate a plan. And let you know when he's in a position to execute it."

Mission half-prepped. Much to fill in. But the general direction was there. Sketching out the rest wouldn't be too much trouble. Sometimes, just starting these things was the hardest part.

And then he laughs as you pivot from kidnapping, blackmail, and murder into gossipy questions about his personal life.

"Not yet. Waiting for the anniversary of the day we first met in a couple weeks." A pause as he watches your reaction to that. "Si, I am that sentimental." You've made your displeasure clear, or at least feigned it, several times with how he and Haven behave in public towards each other.

"You doing okay?" Shifting gears again. Away from him. Towards you. He'd already asked you if things were okay and you...sort of brushed it away. This is more focused. His face isn't playful or even cordial. He's concerned and perfectly serious.