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@bradyzander
Well, have a.. whatever christmas you're having.
Eyy that’s cute man. Except Santa. Santa’s impossible.
Anyway, what you doin’ down here bro? You gotta be pretty bored to be comin’ down this far.
Like escaping, Debbie, christ.
You really think I'm spending Christmas around Hack 'n Slash up there? Fuck no. Plus, tis the season, thought I'd be a stand up dude and pay my bro a visit while I'm at it. Double win.
Well, have a.. whatever christmas you're having.
I barely even see the sun in this place dude so socks it is. Reckon it was the most plausible present I could ask for. Ideally I’d ask for, y’know, gettin’ the hell outta here but I don’t think Santa’s capable of that. But yeah I can see where you’re comin’ from. That sun just don’t know when to quit.
Hey man, I'm just sayin'. If he can, like.. uh.. like make reindeer fly and bring a whole bunch a presents with him with like a sprinkle of fairy dust or whatever he's usin', I'm telling you, nothing's impossible.
Well, have a.. whatever christmas you're having.
Shoot, it’s Christmas? Well how ‘bout that. What did you ask Santa for this year? I asked for a new pair of socks, fingers crossed eh?
Socks? The hell you needin' freaking socks for out here, man? It's like, what, 300 degrees? Man. Me? I uh.. I asked for a damn sunscreen. I'm tellin' you, ain't no one got time for the sun being all up in your shit, yunno? Not sure if this place even bops up on the old man's sat-nav, but hey, fingers crossed.
Well, have a.. whatever christmas you're having.
Not gettin' into the shit you fucks are into. Peace.
Merry Christmas Mel and Brady ♥
I should say so.
So what the hell are we waiting for?
As in perfected. Matured. Ready to be your own master. Though I’m sure that won’t be long. Like I said, I was admiring your methods, love.
Would be about time too, don'cha think?
Good. I’m not your enemy, Braden. Perhaps once you’re more… developed, you’d like to team up with me.
"More developed"? The hell is that supposed to mean? Been here 9, 10 years doing.. what, sitting on my ass? Fuck no.
Partially. And for the effort you’ve put in this week. But, electroshock it is; it’s quite the efficient way to break a slave in I ought to add. We might even break her within today.
And, I mean, the other options seemed pretty.. common, I guess? So yeah, screw that, zap the bitch up. Breaking her in one day.. Let's go for it.
What were you expecting, Braden? Did I disappoint you? Honestly, you shouldn’t disregard the power of words so easily. I’ve broken slaves by using mere words before. Perhaps when I see the results of your methods - which I was so keenly admiring before - I will take your scoffing seriously, love.
Yeah, yeah, I get it. You're the pro, I get it. And, jesus, you'll see some results, alright. Chill.
Am I making you uncomfortable, darling? How lovely. Though I assure you, there are worse things I could call you.
That it? That's your.. big comeback? Or uh.. is this the part where I get all pale in the face, knees shaking, in fear, 'cause you're gonna call me a name? [whistles a short 'phew' tone]
Think of it as a reward with your choice of punishment: needles, sedation, electroshock, knife play, whatever you choose. I’ll send for a female in case you wish to… satisfy yourself afterwards.
A reward? Hell, for what, being within a whatever-distance of those worthless sacks of meat downstairs? You know what, scratch the third degree. Electroshock it is. And.. you do know the way to a guy's heart, huh?
