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 Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 5:02 pm
We will never leave you without your knowing where we go ever again. Not after the last time. We will never let that regret seep into our thoughts again *he said laying his hand on her cheek*
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 5:10 pm
Lord Yawgmoth We will never leave you without your knowing where we go ever again. Not after the last time. We will never let that regret seep into our thoughts again *he said laying his hand on her cheek*
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 5:12 pm
We could pick one from many. but hmmm who would be the most entertaining do you think.. *he said tilting his head slightly*
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 5:16 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 5:29 pm
She walks over to her dog, petting him softly. Hungry?
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 5:34 pm
He looks up at his mistress, growling slightly at her for calling him a dog but enjoying how she pet him. Of course...
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 5:53 pm
She throws some ground meat in a bowl and laid it down for him. There you go boy.
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 5:58 pm
He lets out a huff to the food that she laid down infront of him before taking a small handful of the meal into his palm and sliding it into his mouth. Yum... He says sarcastically, leaning foreward with his head over the bowl to inspect the food.
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 5:59 pm
She growls, forcing his face into the food. EAT. You will never be a horsey if you don't be humble enough to be a dog now.
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 6:02 pm
He yelps loudly as his face slams into the bowl of ground meat, almost gagging him as he puts palms against the ground and tries to pull up, his eyes clamped shut. S-stop! I cant do it! I cant eat like this.
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 6:07 pm
She kicks his arms away laughing. Yes you can you little mutt! She lashes his back with her whip DO IT!
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 6:12 pm
His whole body tenses up as the tip of the whip hits the skin on his back, leaving a small tear mark. His eyes water lightly as he opens his mouth and begins to eat his food, his shoulders against the ground as he tries to move his arms back to push him up more, hating how his whole face was engulfed withing the bowl and its contents. Stop! Please!
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 6:24 pm
Stop crying you blubbering baffon, you' wake my son!
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 6:27 pm
He growls loudly, the cut on his back throbbing with a small trickle of blood running down his skin. Zyler's hands slowly slide up on the ground to push against it, letting him raise his head slightly, taking a short time to regain his breath before slowly starting to eat the ground meat, hating its raw taste. Damn it... Im sorry mistress...
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 6:37 pm
What are sorry for now? She paced before him, cracking the handle of the whip against her palm.
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