My word . . .

He stops, allowing you to take a breath. You pant like a hot dog, finally sending a death glance to him. "That's not fair! I told you where the jewls were!" You scream, tugging on the chains trying to free yourself. "Yes, you did my dear, but that's just too bad now, huh?"

Written by The Tickler

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