ITALIAN SPEAKINGToday you are part of the furniture. You a useless victim of my whims. I chained you tightly to the column and now you literally cannot move. I like you like this: as an object at my total disposal. How long will I keep you like this? You don’t know and neither do I. Maybe I’ll go out shopping and you’ll have to stay here, in this position, waiting for me to come back. Meanwhile I walk around you and you tremble. You are right: you know that anything can happen to you, depending on what my sadistic mind will suggest to me to do to you. Now for example I enjoy spitting in your face. You are full of my saliva all over you. But the best part is when I spit in your mouth and you moan thanking me. What a spittoon you are.

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