Meanwhile the heat was actually bliss to his badly chilled system – the flames were low and far enough below that their output would have to accumulate before causing real pain. It might take hours to finally kill him. It would certainly require the entire rest of the night to crisp him to a juicy turn, his body cooked all the way through to his madly beholden heart.
Speaking of turns, Mistress Lilli was all triumphant spite as she stepped up and threw the lever that started the rotisserie mechanism.
“Die now, you f*****g pig!” she screamed over the mutter of the motor and the cheering of the others. “Die and suffer in hell forever!
“I’ll teach you to steal my girl! I’m going to eat your f*****g balls! Then I’m going to own you for all eternity, and the revenge will truly begin!”
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