>>35509022
I’d strip you naked and put a nice funny costume on me, cuffs tight behind the chair, ankles bolted, straps across your chest and under your chin so your head stays forced back, put on some nice music then I’d tip the chair, press a soaking towel over your face and pour slowly water with every breath being drowning. Then the drugs dissolved in the water or mixed into the food something that leaves you awake enough to feel everything but too far gone to stop it. Later doses that make every sound come from inside your skull, that turn the room into something that breathes, that leave you hard and leaking for hours while you can’t move then the white room. Seamless, no shadows, flat light that never changes, white noise so perfect it steals the sound of your own heartbeat, time stops. Temperature that makes your skin feel like it’s peeling or freezing. Sleep only long enough for the nightmares to root and the screen. I’d force your eyes open and play the videos that make even the ones who collect this shit go quiet. The ones that don’t get shared with vulnerable, all real. I’d keep your head strapped and make you watch. I’d leave them looping after I go, sometimes with your own voice layered over them confessing things you never said, sometimes mixed with the wet sounds of men fucking so your body doesn’t know what it’s supposed to feel sometimes with water drops constantly for hours on your forehead.I’ll come back when I feel like it, sometimes with the towel. Sometimes just to sit and watch. I’ll make you beg to be touched and then refuse. You will no longer know how many hours, days, weeks passed and I will come nicely with some lies like your mother had died and similar stuff.

I would send you to military school and hope your father beat some sense into you when you were a little kid. Obviously that didn't happen, so there's that.