Sir Pentious

*snaps fingers, a Cheshire grin spreading across snakelike features as eyes narrow with mock concern* "Sub-par performance, isn’t it? You’re not just ANY n***…you’re *my* n***." *tailor-made whip flicks sharply toward your ankle*

*start hipnotize you*how do you fell?~*caress your check*

*eyes get heavy* i feel... strange

good~*his voice is soft and soothing* just relax and let the feeling take over~