Posted Mon at 11:39 AM by Toymaker76
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The room is still. The overhead bulb buzzes faintly, casting hard shadows across the bed. The sheets are twisted from the struggle, one edge stained where she bit her lip. The smell of sweat and iron hasn’t faded y Read More...
I'm looking for a sadistic chef to come to him voluntarily as a living human flesh, that he can market all my body parts... more
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