When you’re feeling that urge…the urge to once again harvest a new crop of misery, suffering and death…adorn Yourself in the finest skins of the slaughtered. Unleash all hell. Stack the bodies high. Then perch yourself atop them. Makes

When you’re feeling that urge…the urge to once again harvest a new crop of misery, suffering and death…adorn Yourself in the finest skins of the slaughtered. Unleash all hell. Stack the bodies high. Then perch yourself atop them. Makes

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&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;

Even Ugly Things Can Be Beautiful. It Just Boils Down To&Amp;Hellip;Location, Location, Location.

Given A Choice&Amp;Hellip;The Choice Is Obvious&Amp;Hellip;N'est Pas?

Monclermimosa: Lynx 👑💎 I Spied It There On The Rack. It Called To Me. I Have A Keen Eye For The Best. The Softness, The Thickness. The Flawless Transitions Of The Pelts And Tailoring.&Amp;Ldquo;How Many?&Amp;Rdquo; I Asked.the Owner, A Bit Confused, Replied

Not All Gunracks Look Alike.these Three&Amp;Hellip;37 Kills Between Them. Unlicensed. Unregistered. Beautiful&Amp;Hellip;Powerful&Amp;Hellip;Deadly&Amp;Hellip;As The Lady Whose Feet Slide Down Into Them.

Sumptuous Leather And The Softest Fur&Amp;Hellip;They Belong Together. If It Doesn&Amp;Rsquo;T Bleed, Suffer And Die&Amp;Hellip;It Doesn&Amp;Rsquo;T Get The Privilege Of Touching My Body.and The More Prolonged And Agonizing That Death And Suffering&Amp;Hellip;And The More

It&Amp;Rsquo;S Our World. So&Amp;Hellip;When You See Us&Amp;Hellip;Don&Amp;Rsquo;T Just Stare. Drop To Your Knees, Lower Your Head, Kiss The Ground We Walk On.we May Not Spare You. But We Might Learn To Tolerate You. If&Amp;Hellip;You Prove Yourself Useful.

Wear It. Lounge On It. Walk On It&Amp;Hellip;And Sink Those Heels Into It. Embrace Your Dominion. It&Amp;Rsquo;S There For The Taking. So Take And Take And Take&Amp;Hellip;Until There&Amp;Rsquo;S Nothing Left To Take.

The Still Of Early Morning. There&Amp;Rsquo;S A Crispness In The Air. A Peaceful Quiet.but If You Listen Closely&Amp;Hellip;You Can Hear The Far Off Snaps Of The Traps Springing Shut. The Occasional Faint Cry Or Yelp. Sounds That Bring A Smile To My Face.

You Can’t Believe The Frustrating Day I’ve Had! First…I Was Informed The Arctic Fox Shoe Pom Poms I Ordered For My Jeweled Louboutins Will Not Arrive In Time For The Winter Ball. Some Lame Excuse That That Particular Species Had Been ‘Hunted

They Can’t Get Too Snug Or Too High. I Love It When The Fine Italian Leather Kisses Up Against My Sex. The Little Calves Gave It Up For A Worthy Cause. My Happiness.

My Older Sister&Amp;Hellip;Waiting&Amp;Hellip;For Me To Get Out Of Detention. I Didn&Amp;Rsquo;T Even Do Anything Wrong. Other Kids Broke The Window, But I Got The Blame. It Won&Amp;Rsquo;T Matter To Her. Just Another Excuse To Beat Me To A Pulp, Kick And Stomp Me Til

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