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Chapter #7
Being her bitch and hope she will have mercy
by: Unknown
Life is strange, very strange. The day before you are a free person, a young man with many dreams and hopes, the next day you understand that you've become nothing. These were the thoughts that captured Carl's mind that moment. He seemed to be so cold towards life, he would never have expected to feel such terror on his skin. Carl had discovered what it meant to be afraid, for the first time in his life.
A fear that was in the form of two feet. He had never seen a woman so cruel, so sadistic. It was so ... strange. He looked at ber, swallowing, he knew that the same woman who was looping could become his killer. The influential woman, at that moment, was laughing alone, probably wrapped in thought of having young human flesh in ber hands, or should be said, between ber feet. She smiled, she had a grin on ber face. The president wanted to ... let torture begin.
''Oh, it seems that you're scared. Right?''
Carl nodded, even though the situation he could not commit the mistake of talking. He remembered that he was not able to speak without first having obtained ber permission and this probably lengthened his ife.
''That's it. I think you're a very smart guy after all. I can say this just by the way you look. This is why I will enjoy much more torturing you now.''
Darkness. Carl just saw darkness and terror. She was going to make him feel pain...
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