Agonizing said:
Someone write up a novella on this shit
"He"ll never post them. He"s too much of a pussy," sputtered Trexx as she manically darted about her sugar daddy"s posh Portland loft. Cocaine and Red Bull coursed through her veins, and she twitched violently with every new post that appeared on the forums.
"Sit down, bitch!" roared Tyen. "Do you realize how badly you"ve fucked up?" He stared deep into Trexx"s eyes -- or at least what were once her eyes -- as both sockets now swelled profusely with blood and pus.
"I"m sorry, Master," she sobbed, wincing with agony as sloppy tears bored their way through the disfigured mask she called a face.
"Oh, you"re sorry, are you?" said Tyen, his voice dropping into a venom-laced whisper. "You don"t know shit about being sorry! When I"m done with you and your sad-sack chest pancakes, you won"t even know how to spell "sorry"! I"m going to hate-fuck your face until you speak in tongues."
"Yes, Master," whimpered the broken woman. Long streaks of black mascara ran down her once mildly attractive face.
Silence fell over the room. The pair sat there for many minutes, Trexx staring at the handsome cherrywood flooring, Tyen scouring the darkening Portland skyline.
The quiet was suddenly interrupted by a piercing beep emanating from the lone laptop resting in the middle of the room. Both pairs of eyes darted to the screen. Tyen"s face grew long and somber.
"Oh Jesus fucking Christ," he whispered, "Keg posted your titties."