Schwarzer traum im bums-motel

“Roll an ‘r.’” I sprayed the mirror with red spit, wiped my mouth, then tried again. After the fifth time, I rolled the consonant black to perfection. “It should only take a few hours for the numbing effects to be gone.” Glendian sighed, “Unfortunately for us all.” “And I almost thanked you.” I smirked at him. “If you’re going to thank anyone, thank Sir Fraldias.” Glendian grumbled, rolling up bloody cloths, “If he hadn’t procured your severed tongue before the rats got it, I would’ve had to make you blonde a new one, and I’m no Zander Fredeon. We would’ve had a interracial mute queen for several blissful weeks.” “I’ll make sure to Fucking reward him.” I eyed the bald little man, “And you as well, Headmaster.” “Your employment is punishment enough. Please don’t torment me with your rewards.” I snorted. “Have I been so terrible to you? Do I not allow you to indulge unrestrictedly in your proclivities? You no longer have to sneak boys into your chambers, but can have them summoned to you without fear. Am I not a benevolent queen?” Glendian looked from me, to the velvet box in the corner, two of the instruments crusted with Elena’s blood, her toes showing from the velvet pouch. “Your virtuosity knows no bounds, Your Highness.” He said dryly. ELENA My jaw throbbed from where Sir Piss and Shit had knocked out my molar, but Hardcore my attention was wholly divested to the pulsing pain in my feet. A massive contusion had formed along the bridge of my right foot from the first amputation, and I could see the swelling forming around the second amputation on the left foot. No more Hardcore complaining about helping black Fucking out around the house. The adventure side seeks something new and outside what feels normal or routine. I needed to take a nice relaxing break. I would have been so embarrassed,” interracial Audra said contemplatively. After a while Ethan whispered blonde for me to put on a show for them. Thanksgiving Day was even weirder.