You're so mean

You leave Megan for a moment while she catches her breath, and start scouting around for things to help you in your torture. Feathers, brushes, pens, etc, gathering as many as you can.

"Heheh, he's more cruel than we are!" The Pyrots laugh while tormenting Marissa's soles.

You sit back down at your sisters feet, tools in hand. She stares at you, wide eyed, still catching her breath.

"No.. please.. Don't you dare! You're gonna get it so bad when I get free!"

"Worth it." You reach for your first tool, it's

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