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"tighter, TIGHTER, dammit. Pull on it! Cut the circulation off! That's it I won't be happy till its turning blue."

Jeb sat down on the couch and lit a smoke. Looking across room at Charles, he noticed how regal the guy looked all bound and bloody. "I am a good friend to you" he said, "I don't too many other people who would always help you with this shit, you sick fuck."

"i know" gurgled Charles, prostrate and doubled up on the on table.