I’ve become one of them. It’s happened. I’m all rage, muscle and attitude. I hunger for the snap of your neck. The sounds of the ropes breaking. The crack of your back as I bend your body senseless. You’re my toy now! My slave. You can’t hide because you don’t know I’m coming for you. You can’t smell me, because I’m not really here. What was that? I’m here lurking in the shadows. I’m listening. I’m waiting to pounce. All I need is my hands. My strength. My will. And you’re mine. You won’t say no, because there won’t be time to do so. No screams, just blood. And no trace. Because I was never here. No proof. No fingerprints.
I exist in your imagination. I’m around every corner. If I want you, I have you. No permission given.
You’re mine. Now come here!
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