Sunday, October 29, 2006

100 Below: Volume 26

Lord Fortus: She will be mine.

Flunky: Indeed, my lord. You have seduced her.

Lord Fortus: Her soul belongs to me.

Flunky: She cannot break away. She is in your thrall.

Lord Fortus: The power of my dick has overwhelmed her.

Flunky: Your dick has wrapped itself snakelike around her mind. There can be no escape.

Lord Fortus: What is that smell?

Flunky: It is the smell of sexual conquest.

Lord Fortus: No, no-- that smell! Do you smell it?

Flunky: She poops in the bathroom, my lord.

Lord Fortus: She will never poop again!


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