Fanservice 05.

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From : Kronos
To : Kali Roswell


  He pulls out a knife then licks it from the handle to the tip then looks at you like a hungry beast. You were tied on a chair, with your hands behind you. The both of you are inside his room, dark room, with lights off and just a lamp giving the both of you a glimpse of light. He walks close to you then licks your cheeks. "I'm excited." He said with that creepy voice and an eyes full of hunger. Your lips arr trembling in fear. It's the end. You said on your mind. He touched your neck down to your arms down to your white skinned legs using that cold, sharp knife he's holding. "I'll let you choose between my two choices." He said with a smirk followed. "I'll tear the flesh off your cheeks first or from your legs first." He uttered followed by a little giggle. Happiness was vissibly seen on his face. He pants then licks his lower lip. "I wonder what's the taste of your flesh?"  

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