All your revolutionary ideals fade away as you see the noose. All you know is that you're weak and scared, and you don't want to die. You try to apologize for your defiance moments ago. Beg for another chance. But the gag stops you. Then the bag traps
Once you're bored of my holes, my body still has plenty of uses! An ashtray, a game board, a table, whatever you want! Just please dont throw me away (rbqinori)
