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"I know you...I know you too well. I sense the conflict within your soul. Will you tell anyone of the time we have spent together?"

You mutter, inching the knife even closer, crouching to put your face to his, staring into his soul.

"I s-swear..." He murmurs in fear.


"I hope you don't...Because if you do..."


You stab the flooring next to his head, firmly twisting it to indicate how painful it will be.


"As long as you're alive and well, working with me - I would like to set some rules."

Shaking he looks up to you.

"My first rule: Never disrespect me. Clear?"


He whimpers innocently, nodding his head.

"My second rule! You must obey me. From now on, you will be my protector, loyal, your respect for me will be immediate. You will be mutilated if you even think to betray me. Is this clear, you fuck!?"

You pull out the knife from the flooring, and give him a slight cut to his ear lobe.

"Y-yes!" He cries.

"Good...I hope we don't have any...Problems."


Is you psychopathic paranoia over yet?