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A New Day, A New You part 12

Date: 5/12/2015, Categories: Fiction, Asian, Blowjob, Cheating, Death, Male/Female, Older Male / Female, Prostitution, Violence, Author: P.O.I., Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

to send a message and you came to me,” I tell the young man tied to the post,” You came here to help me send a message.” I step away from the young man on the post, I could smell his fear from miles away but here it’s all too powerful. My brothers are flocking around the warehouse watching, waiting, expecting, anticipating. “I came to help you with Stuart,” the boy Chez says to me and I look at him with a smile. “And how would you… help me,” I ask moving back to him. “I’d beat him down and leave him for you,” he tells me and I laugh. “The world is a cruel place for a boy like him… and what kind of world do you live in… that does this to one of its own,” I ask as he shakes with fear. I step back and hold my arms wide walking around the post and my new boy Chez speaking to my family. “Law of the jungle says the strong survive… A long time ago I saw a sheep. It was fat and it was weak then someone cleaned the skin off it and it was a monster but it thought it was still a sheep. When I finally saw that sheep again I let the monster out,” I end my walk in front of Chez,” You pointed and laughed. You took from him. You set to rob him of what he really is but I set him free.” My family speaks agreement with my words and I feel their strength and their power. I begin to speak but this time it’s for us. “Boy I saw your pain and in it made you the instrument of your salvation but you are losing your way. I will bring you back to me Stuart; I should have never set you out among them. ... The sheep have made you forget… but that’s alright… I’m here… now,” I say turning back to Chez. “Please, I can help you. I can try to get him to come to you,” the boy pleads and I turn to my ‘left hand’,” Chuckles?” “I follow I follow I follow I follow I follow I follow I follow,” my second favorite repeats over and over again to me. I take his face in my hands, I remember when he broke. I remember the pieces and now we rebuilt him with pieces of everyone else. Tonight is no exception. “Take your piece… take your piece from him,” I tell my boy. Chuckles smiles with is black skin and white teeth. I watch the small blade and clamp come out as Crying Tomas, my ‘right hand’, takes Chez’s face and holds his head still and mouth open. Chuckles uses his pliers to pull the tongue out of Chez’s head till it’s stretched tight before slowly sawing through the tongue with the dull blade. I hear the screams and it is beautiful as blood and urine hit the ground and I am on my knees with my arms outstretched soaking in the beauty of the fear. I breathe in the sweet scent as my hands move away from Chez and he laughs, I hear the laughing and it’s time. I wave my hand and my family, my followers, the Faces of Fear shower Chez with gasoline, kerosene, turpentine and high grain alcohol. He’s still laughing with tears down his face, Chez is, shaking his head as he waits to be my message. I stand and extend a hand as Crying Tomas hands me the torch. “Stuart, it’s time to come home,” I say as I ...