A Dish Best Served Cold

I couldn’t help wonder why in hell I was hard to catch, they got the others far easier than they did me. Does it matter now? Hell no; I was caught and taken to the rest of the group. When I realised who it was I was not pleased to say the least, what a *CENSORED*. Heh sure as hell does not matter now.

I was the last, all the others were free; yet here I was alone.




I didn’t really know what to think, I couldn’t move in a way that would help me escape; could just move like a lost sheep. I was pathetic in my own eyes for this, how could I let a drug take over me so easily?

I heard foot steps…



MemoryWIPE: Hello Mr Doman, nice to see you again.
Restored: So this is DJ Twaggy, I used to listen to your show.

They would seem to be an asset to the machines, even if they toasters disagree; then again that’s not all that is an asset with them…




Twaggy: How nice, what the *CENSORED* you want?
MemoryWIPE: What else? Intel Tony, on a great many things.

This  conversation was boring to say the least, the drug didn’t take full affect on me just yet so I could at least resist giving them damaging information regarding the French man’s groups. The drug was working through my body, I could feel it working it’s way through me; then it took affect. Not before I felt my throat been crushed of course, MemoryWIPE seemed to like hurting people.




I laughed at this but then she just relaxed, smiled and watched me being turned around; I dunno what was worse… the feeling in my chest from the kick or the pain in my *CENSORED* when I landed to the ground.



Torture was painful as you can imagine, then again not everything about it all was bad; I certainly enjoyed Mem’s strange way of hurting someone. She must have forgot I am Merv heh.



This went on for sometime, most of it was something I would very much rather forget… but some will be unforgettable too. Eventually they had what they wanted, and both were indeed satisfied in more ways than one; they disposed of me. The odd thing is they left me alive, their biggest mistake. As it’s said, Revenge is a dish best served cold; never been more true than now for me.



So this is me, my life has been changed. No longer the neutral party inside the Matrix, now it’s simply war…

Twaggy, Twaggy....

/shakes head

You just don't get it, do you? We wanted knowledge that you had, we took it. Plain and simple. Our reasons for leaving you alive are our own....you don't really think we left you unmarked, do you? No doubt you'll start to feel the changes soon.

As for our *ahem* alternative method of information gathering, well, it worked, didn't it? I've been experimenting in alternating pain with pleasure in different subjects, with quite satisfying results. And if I get a little enjoyment out of it too, then so much the better. And hearing your soft whimpers was quite enjoyable....both the ones of pleasure and the ones that had a more sinister reason. I can't wait to have you under me again.

Oh, yes, didn't I mention? There will definitely be a next time. Having you in my control was one of the high points of our little adventure yesterday.

Dream of me.

((ooc - hehe good story, and wow nice job on the pics Twag, lol you rock with the photoshop ))

Don't worry, I will dream of taking apart that pretty little face of yours.

((ooc: why thanks ^^))

thats an interesting torture ss

Twaggy wrote:

U sure that was Torture ?

LOL twags v nice, weird, bit disturbing at times but nice.

For all you know, he might have just been held down like that for tickling

...um....yeah. But seriously, it's good to push the envelope sometimes. Next time we need to photoshop out the undies.





(lol I'm kidding twaggy, don't get any ideas)

I tried that....

supersdcurge wrote:

Twaggy wrote:

U sure that was Torture ?

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