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Friday, 18 February 2011

My owner has a knife

Well actually, several of them ,and I am scared of them all... very scared


  1. The sadist scared us both the time he introduced me to his knife. The beast was in the room. The beast had his hand on the handle. They struggled. The beast was only barely controlled.

    The sadist has taken precautions. The knife is now banned from the house. The beast laughs.

    He sacred me shitless. But I must admit that the catharsis form that fear was the greatest I've ever known. The beast keeps trying to seduce me...

  2. O, my.

    Great post... no need to say more. We hear you.