jake paul makes me wet

valentine's day

i walked into the mansion to see rose petals on the floor and jake standing right in front of me.

he handed me a lingerie.

"get dresses whore"

"baby boy, you already know i will for you"

"im your daddy. the fuck?"

he put handcuffs on my wrists and brought me to the candle lit bedroom he raped me in every night.

but.

is it rape if you like it?

i saw a bouquet of roses on the bed. i smile and turn to face jake smiling.

he picked the roses up off the bed and started whacking me with them. the thorns cut up my face. it wasn't the worst he'd done to me. my god i loved his aggression with me.

that's when he picked up a candle and hit me over the head with it. i fell to the ground. almost as fast as i fell for him when i saw his big chungus (his big dik). 

next thing i knew,

i died.

and i lived in heaven watching over my angel on earth known as "jake paul".