…and in this war of attrition ….my dear..I will most certainly win. I’m already in your mind little one….imagine the delectable tortures I can enact on your body. I’ll have you writhing, squirming and squealing so loud you’ll set the alarms off as you beg for relief, as you plead for…release.

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