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The Littlest Client #207

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"Not yet, Randolph," he said, bringing the palm of his hand up under my chin, knocking my head back and probably doing some damage to my dental work. He then reversed the hold and I found myself on my back looking up at him straddling me. He smacked me in the face a few times, grabbed the end of the rope and wrapped it around my neck a couple of times and started tightening. I knew what he was doing and managed to get a good breath in before the rope started biting into my neck like a thirsty vampire...

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    Neville Hunt over 2 years ago

    Like the thirsty vampire metaphor!

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    Christopher over 2 years ago

    Thanks, I liked that too.

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