Last night I spoke to a filthy little pervert of a slave who had been peeping in the windows of the women who lived on his block. Apparently he had been doing this for years and years without being caught. Until today of course, today he crossed my path and must pay. I sent him to the bar in the other room to fetch me a full bottle of whiskey and instructed him to drink. I forced my little pervert slave to drink until the entire liter bottle was empty. Drunk off his ass, sick as you can imagine and before I was done his wallet was empty. He had been made to write letters to each of his victims confessing what he had done. Needless to say, I forced him to mail me the letters and I will be holding them for a special day. Until I decide to mail them he will be my little slave doing anything I ask.... do you wish you could do the same?
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