April 17, 2001

 

"Starvation"


My Owner visits me for the first time in weeks. She is young and athletic.  Very fit and healthy looking.  I'm strapped tightly to a wooden post in her dungeon and, as an amusement, she is starving me to death. She enjoys trying different ways of disposing of her boys. She looks so healthy and fit. Meanwhile, I've wasted to skin and bones. She is sipping a glass of wine but, of course, she doesn't offer me any. Instead, she runs her fingertip over my ribs and, with only a passing interest, points out to me that I'll probably not last much longer. With that she's no longer interested in me. She pours the remnants of her wine on the floor at my feet (she'd rather waste it than give it to me) and she leaves me to die alone in the dark.





 

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