Go on - I want to hear what you have to say - I'd LOVE to know what words you think will change my mind about doing this to you? Go ahead - and try not to fucking stutter. Aw - what's the matter, pig? You can't think of anything now that I've given you permission to speak - that's too bad - they really could have been your final words. Maybe I'll allow you to beg for your life in a moment - after I've told you exactly what I'm going to do to you - after I've given you every terrifying detail of how I plan to end your existence. You'll want to beg - you really will... all my victims do - and for me, it's my favourite part. It's the part where you've exhausted all other options. You failed to escape - you've failed to reason with me, you've failed to negotiate and what are you left with - begging. Pleading for your life - sobbing and spluttering as you beg me not to end you. Even though you know it's totally fucking pointless.
I'm going to put a bag over your ugly, piggy head, loser, and then I'm going to zip-tie it around your neck - blocking your only access to air. Then I'm going to sit back on a chair and watch you thrash around, squirming and panicking - desperate to breath - but unable to. The fear in your eyes will be electric, loser. It will give me such a thrill - the noises you'll make - the tears, the frantic terror you'll be going through as you watch me smile back at you. The worse it is for you the more pleasure it will give me. I'll hold my phone out and take photos and videos as you get closer and closer to running out of air - how evil of me, huh piggy? There you are, crying like a pathetic 'lil girl, fighting for your life and I just snap photos of your last moments... until - eventually, you stop - everything turns black and it's all over for you. Boo-hoo too bad the mean girl didn't rescue you huh, loser? Too bad she just watched and laughed at your misery.
So - here's your final chance, piggy. Plead for your life before I put the bag over your head - beg and make it worth it. Beg me - convince me not to zip-tie this bag and starve you of oxygen. Beg - even though you know I'm going to do it anyway - even though you know I'm just making you beg me for fun - Plead for your life even while I'm laughing at you and mocking you and humiliating you for doing so. Go on loser - beg me not to be an evil, sadistic executrix bitch... like I even care. Beg into the camera - I'll want to show the girls how you grovelled for your worthless life. I'll want to share your cowardly, final moments with all my cruel girlfriends - showing them your blubbering as you plead me not to end you. I want to show them what a loser you are - how ugly you look - how frightened you were before I fucking un-alived you. Go on - one last beg - just for me and the girls loser...
