My single-tail has been like my third arm for over twenty years. I need to refine my technique, polish my wrist movement and improve my sniper-precision aim.
From this moment onward, every lick of my whip will be that much more accurate than ever before. A bite from my single-tail will leave a burn to seep deeply into the skin, and sizzle you flesh from the inside out.
Every stroke is going to be with an even greater purpose. You WILL feel the pain of discipline and order with each strike.
It's the year 2016. New subs come out from the dark corners of New York every day. It doesn't matter though. My single-tail and I welcome fresh meat.
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