Tag: Demons
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The Plug

I’m the plug. For every demon I ever tried to outrun. I quit running. Now I keep them fed. They come to me hollow-eyed and hungry, mouths open, needing something wicked to chew on—and I give it to them. Sadism in a syringe.Degradation wrapped in lace.Rage with a ribbon.Shame on tap like fine wine. I…
