A Teasing Tale (by The Queen of Mean)
The begging turns to pleading. I watch their eyes, feeding on their desperation. I don't say a word at this point.
Frustration gives way to anger. They yell, threaten, scream.
I just keep teasing, touching and tormenting. It becomes a battle of wills, one which I never lose. I stay silent the entire time, smiling and looking sympathetically into their eyes.
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