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I drove to Pizza life. I need to get help. I have to find Palla. I arve and dash out of the car to get to the door.

“Palla.” The restaurant was empty again. “I need your help.”

Palla looked over my bloody complexion and a look of fear came to her face.

I walked over to her by the counters entrance. “I need you.” I pulled Palla by the hymn of her apron. She is the one I'm out for right now and I know she is hunting me too. Live bait never hurts. I got my lips right by hers and whispered. “I'm going crazy, and I need you to help me.” Our lips brushed together and I drew her closer. “Will you help me?”

“I will.” She replies.

I tell her we must go. We head to my apartment.

“Raiden?” She asks. “What did you mean when you said you're going crazy?”

“I just have.” I state so unclearly. “It like asking you why you love to control men so much.”

“I.” Palla tries to argue but realises that there is no hope.

“I wish to enjoy all form of the emotions I feel in this deranged state of mind. Love is the biggest one of them.”

“Are you sure you're ok?” She asks again.

“Are you questioning my sudden craving for you? Do you not want to feed your lust with each others compassion?”

“I. I don't now.”

We arrived at my apartment and I grabbed something I will need. I say we will head to the woods. There Is more to grab so I tell her to wait outside well I gather my box of surprises. I finish and join my new form of desire in the hallway.

“Now, let us begin the experimentation with such divine grace of your fabulous desire to be violated.”

I will never come near this talking condom. Palla is a dirty slut and I have no real intentions of actually letting her so much as tell me something smutty let alone do any of it.

We arrive at the place in the woods were I think is comfortable. I made sure to avoid all trace of dead corps.

We arrived by two small trees. “This shall be good.” I set my back pack down. “Here put this blanket between the two trees there.” I pull out a white blanket and hand it to Palla. I pull out a new rag, a blind fold. “Put this on.”

“Well aren't we a bit  pervy.” Palla giggled.

“Sit on the blanket and hold the trees.”

She did as I commanded.

“Open your mouth.”

“I like the sound of that.” Palla was enjoying herself so far, I could tell.

I pulled out a pair of sock that I tried to make a gag. I shoved the socks in her mouth and tied them tight around the back of her head.

“Who wants to play baby game like that? No, I'm going all the way.” I spoke with a devious voice.

*Crick!*

*Crick!*

I clamped a pair of handcuffs around her wrists and pinned them together around the trees.

I removed my belt and as I did do I saw Palla giggle and grin. I wrapped my belt around Palla’s ankles so there was no running or kicking.

“Are we having fun yet.”

“Mhmu” My little captive mumbled.

“Good.” I grinned maniacally. “Ready for the last toy?”

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