Talk:Hinezumi/@comment-201.141.148.104-20160310181218/@comment-27069434-20160315083225

"Oh, what shall I do... And if you beg for mercy before the hour rund out?", I ask her innocently. The mouse-girl blinks in disbelief, "Are you serious?" "Just asking.", I reply with seemingly no other purpose than to make things clear 110%. "As if that's happening!", she laughs. "Seriously though, if I for some reason beg for mercy, then..." "You become my little olaything", I utter in a manner a dark elf would find creepy. "Khe! Fine, whatever. But don't expect me ot go gentle on you!", she says, taking up a combat stance. "Just let me put on my safety riggings," I tell her getting dressed in asbestos trenchcoat and gas mask. Being a gun-nut has benefits, like the ability to retrofit a backpack-fed flamethrower into chem-sprayer. "What the...", Hinezumi opens her mouth only to be washed over with a spream of liquid nitrogen extinguishing her flames instantly. "..hell?! Not fair!". "All is fair in love and war.", I tell her while pulling out a hank of rope, unholstering a vibrator and revealing a whole BDSM arsenal under my coat. "Scream for mercy!", I yell at her, laughing maniacally, then add in a suddenly quiet and subtly gleeful voice, "Not thai it will do you any good...".Finally realising what evil she has unleashed, Hinezumi backs away, stimbles and falls on her rear. "M-mer...", she stutters, but is cut short by me shoving a ball gag in her mouth. "Oh, no, you don't. I haven't given you permission to plead for your life yet, plaything.", I tell her in my most gentle and thus terrifying voice.

And that's how I made myself a new little toy.