JOHNSON POV : “Mas… master, please I'm sorry… ahhh, it's painful… I swear I … ahhh”My smirk grew wider as I watched the little piece of shit that dared steal my money, scream in agony.Tell this little kids one thing, one good instruction but they would never listen.And that's one of the preps why I do not employ them Young, but one word out.They are already on their knees telling you how hungry they are and shit.And when you decide to help, all they pay me back with is to steal my shit.I stood up and grabbed the hammer, walking closer to him, it would be fun to break some bones, I need some released of anger right now.As I got closer, I watched as he shook like a chicken screaming out words of pleas but I think it would be better if he had a nice conversation with God, if you know what I mean.I walked closer to him and lowered down to his level examining my piece of art.Hmm, I love how the blood pumps out of him, but I need more out.“Master please don't hit me, I swear I w
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