Talk:Hellhound/@comment-187.237.14.244-20160520195514/@comment-68.233.149.2-20160617184622

"Not happening." I say flatly and inject a cocktail of drugs into her and she falls asleep. When she wakes up she's wearing the dress and I'm wearing a tailored suit waiting at the altar.

"Cheater ..." She growled into my ear as she arrived and grabbed my rear, getring a small squeak of surprise from me. And she continued to whisper Sweeny naughtiness into my wear during the entire thing and nearly took up all my will power to just to keep my entire head resembling the koolaid man. After the services, we both said "I do" and Mira (her name), picked me up and carried me off to the honeymoon hotel I had booked. Where she proceeded to strip us down, tied me up 50 shades of grey style and proceeded to rape me.