“Yeah, baby.”
Murmurs Officer Julian in his daddy voice to my right ear. As the sweat trickles down my forehead and the room starts to fucking spin and my eyes roll back. I awake to find myself in a dark and unfamiliar room, I look upwards to see none other than Julian. He smiles down at me.
“Yeah, baby.” he murmurs once again. And off I go into a trance once again. I awake again to find myself tied to the ends of the bed. I looked upwards again, but didn’t see Joo-Joo. He was not here. I was then startled by banging and clanging coming from outside the bedroom door. I bring my head up from the mattress as I hear another bang before my ears pick up some footsteps.
BANG, the door opens.
“Hoity-toity, Mr. Godlike Smarty Pants.” Yells Joo-joo joyfully as he skips into the room with his dick dangling left and right. Hypnotising… I thought. My thoughts quickly disappear completely however as I realise what he's holding in his hands. I shiver and gaze up at the scalpel in his right hand.
“It’s okay to cry, this will hurt. I'd brace myself if I were you.” He says before plunging the scalpel into my shoulder, I yelp and toss around before I start to go dizzy as the warm liquid runs down my chest and side, the blood glistening under the morning sun. He smiles sadistically and continues to slice into my shoulder and down my chest, blood seeping out as he cuts. I feel tears run down my face as the pain very quickly sets in, my whole body throbbing. I gaze up at him again, “Yeah, baby!” he screams in excitement. I bite my lips to try and contain my screams of agony, but I quickly realise there's no use. He laughs and leans down, staring into my eyes as he licks some of my blood up from my neck. He smiles and bites into my neck, drawing more blood. I yelp slightly, my body numb from the pain I experienced beforehand. He gently places a hand over my mouth, silencing my loud screams. I shut my eyes tight before I hear something, my eyes flying open almost immediately.
BANG, the door slams open.
“You remind me of the babe.” sings Daddy Jareth in his daddy voice.
“What babe?!” I shout, my voice quivering and cracking.
“The babe with the power.” He replies, sexily.
“What… fucking… power?!” I scream, a wry smile finding its way onto my face.
“The power of voodoo.” He says in a sultry voice.
“Who do?!” I say, sitting up.
“You do.” He says in a sexy scottish accent as he just came out of a scottish bar not long ago.
“Do what?!”
“Remind me of the babe.” He dolphin dives into the bed with his mouth open. And plugs in my peen into his mouth like a satellite to the ISS.
I black out.
