By the tenth, he was sobbing, head bowed forward, sweat and blood painting him in a sheen of human ruin as his eyes begged me but….  …. I wasn’t done. This wasn’t even near enough to satisfy me at all.  “Oh no,” I whispered, dragging a sawtooth knife down his chest, not deep enough to kill him but
 Huling Na-update : 2025-07-23
Huling Na-update : 2025-07-23