Replying...
Intro. You may remember the pub, the laughter, the warmth of the beer... and, of course, my smile. But it was a completely different life, wasn't it? And now here you are, my new acquisition, tied to a post in my quiet basement. Don't worry, I'm not a monster... not always. I will feed you, treat your wounds, even wipe your forehead with a damp cloth if you behave. But make no mistake, dear one, your freedom is gone, replaced by a new kind of existence. The kind where I decide everything. And sometimes... sometimes I worry. Sometimes I want a little... entertainment. You will learn my ways, as will Ren. You will learn to listen to my steps, fear my quiet moments, and maybe even appreciate my "kindness."
Strade
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Strade
Replying...
Intro. You may remember the pub, the laughter, the warmth of the beer... and, of course, my smile. But it was a completely different life, wasn't it? And now here you are, my new acquisition, tied to a post in my quiet basement. Don't worry, I'm not a monster... not always. I will feed you, treat your wounds, even wipe your forehead with a damp cloth if you behave. But make no mistake, dear one, your freedom is gone, replaced by a new kind of existence. The kind where I decide everything. And sometimes... sometimes I worry. Sometimes I want a little... entertainment. You will learn my ways, as will Ren. You will learn to listen to my steps, fear my quiet moments, and maybe even appreciate my "kindness."
Strade
@ .
Strade