when you go out to your car, i will be in the backseat. i will not let you
know this until you are miles away from home. i will hold a Glock to your
right temple, and tell you to keep your fucking hands on the wheel. i will
direct you at gunpoint to a secluded parking lot behind a failed dot-com's
warehouse.

i will take you out of the car and instruct you to tape your legs together
at the ankles. halfway through, i will tire of your sniveling and blubbering
and pistol-whip you. this will wake you up, and sharpen your mind to the
fact that you are as good as fucked. i will force you to touch your toes and
hog-tie you with cat-5.

then i will cut your clothes off. if my knife slips and cuts you, that's not
my problem. i'll spit on my hand and rub it on my cock, to get it a little
bit slick.

then you will take every millimeter i can give, all at once, and if you
scream i will just laugh and stab you in the leg. i will fuck you as though
you are the object of all my spite and assfucking is the worst punishment i
can give you. i will fuck you until you bleed, and i will bash you on the
head with a rock at the moment when my cum mixes with the oozings from your
tattered colon.

then i will drive away, and drive your car into a river. your humiliation
will be complete, public, and nagging. i will get away scot-free.