Wakey wakey little brother! Time for your daily beating! One hour of My best under the whip. If you’re still conscious, I’ll put the boots to work until you black out. Don’t even think of faking either. I’ll just start over and

Wakey wakey little brother! Time for your daily beating! One hour of My best under the whip. If you’re still conscious, I’ll put the boots to work until you black out. Don’t even think of faking either. I’ll just start over and

PushHerHead Pushing

Damn! I Missed It&Amp;Rsquo;S Brain. Sigh&Amp;Hellip;I&Amp;Rsquo;Ll Do Better On The Next One. Practice Does Make Perfect.

All Of U/Us Are Born To A Place In This World. It&Amp;Rsquo;S Easier Of You Just Accept It. But If Not&Amp;Hellip;It Will Be Beaten Into You.

I Love My Babies!

The Sentence Has Been Handed Down. No Appeal. But&Amp;Hellip; We Will Let You Lick Which One Of Us Is The Executioner. Soooo&Amp;Hellip;Pick One! (C'mon! Gotta Be 4 O'clock! Why Are You Even Pretending To Think So Hard?)

Got Out And About Last Night. A Little Drink, A Little Food, A Little Conversation. As Hunts Go&Amp;Hellip;It Was An Epic Fail. I May Have &Amp;Lsquo;Hunted Out&Amp;Rsquo; That Particular Succession Of Places. Doesn&Amp;Rsquo;T Mean My 'Babies&Amp;Rsquo; Went Hungry

Battle Of The Sexes?? The Battle Is Over Dears. Embrace The New Order

Being Fabulously Wealthy, Wanting For Nothing. The Wave Of A Hand, Snap Of A Finger&Amp;Hellip;And It&Amp;Rsquo;S Your&Amp;Rsquo;S. But Depriving You Of That? Any Of It! That Is The True Joy Of My Life!

Elitistgod: Showing Off An Hours Profit From My Diamond Mines In Congo, Where 50,000 Animals Slave Away 20 Hours A Day For $10 A Month. I Love Life.

You Want To Be My Dog You Say??Fine. Put This On, Scurry Into The Corner, And Yelp When I Kick You. Pretty Simple Job.oh&Amp;Hellip;And If The Pain Gets To You&Amp;Hellip;And You Pee On The Floor&Amp;Hellip;Lick It Up! And It Damn Well Better Not Get On My Boots!

Oh Stop With All The Crying. Those Weren&Amp;Rsquo;T Even My Best Kicks&Amp;Hellip;Nor Most Wicked Heels.now&Amp;Hellip;Compose Yourself, And Crawl To Me. Take Me Into That Crying Mouth And Let Your Lips And Tongue Convince Me I Shouldn&Amp;Rsquo;T Finish What I Started.

When You&Amp;Rsquo;Re Feeling That Urge&Amp;Hellip;The Urge To Once Again Harvest A New Crop Of Misery, Suffering And Death&Amp;Hellip;Adorn Yourself In The Finest Skins Of The Slaughtered. Unleash All Hell. Stack The Bodies High. Then Perch Yourself Atop Them. Makes

&Amp;Ldquo;Take Your Foot Off It&Amp;Rsquo;S Throat For A Second Or Two Darling. Let It Gasp A Couple Of Breaths. It&Amp;Rsquo;S All About Extending The Suffering For As Long As You Can. &Amp;Rdquo;

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