Then make him crawl!
Bill was a hardened criminal, always in and out of jail for violent robberies.
He spotted the young, clean-cut businessman posing with his swanky car
and felt sure he would be a pushover.
and felt sure he would be a pushover.
The victim lived alone, so Bill called late at night and forced his way in.
Intending to force the man to surrender his credit cards, cash and valuables.
It went better than expected, the intimidated man showed him a safe
and even wrote down the lock combination for him.
Bill busied himself with twiddling the dial,
confident he had nothing to fear from his pathetic victim.
He forgot all about him in fact.
When the combination didn't work, he thought he'd made a mistake.
The second try failed too and when he turned to question the owner,
He was nowhere to be seen.
Hastily Bill searched the house and eventually he found him upstairs,
But he wasn't in a business suit any longer, but sparsely dressed in leather.
A cap, some biker boots, gauntlets and a very brief pouch.
The leather man advanced confidently towards him.
Bill saw and sensed how big, muscular and strong he was.
A length of heavy, clinking chain swung from his hand.
Bill knew from his time in jail when an opponent had the greater power.
He knew not to resist as his clothes were stripped off and his wrists chained together
Even though it reduced him to a puny wretch beside this mountain of muscle.
He sank to his knees and awaited his orders.
Intending to force the man to surrender his credit cards, cash and valuables.
It went better than expected, the intimidated man showed him a safe
and even wrote down the lock combination for him.
Bill busied himself with twiddling the dial,
confident he had nothing to fear from his pathetic victim.
He forgot all about him in fact.
When the combination didn't work, he thought he'd made a mistake.
The second try failed too and when he turned to question the owner,
He was nowhere to be seen.
Hastily Bill searched the house and eventually he found him upstairs,
But he wasn't in a business suit any longer, but sparsely dressed in leather.
A cap, some biker boots, gauntlets and a very brief pouch.
The leather man advanced confidently towards him.
Bill saw and sensed how big, muscular and strong he was.
A length of heavy, clinking chain swung from his hand.
Bill knew from his time in jail when an opponent had the greater power.
He knew not to resist as his clothes were stripped off and his wrists chained together
Even though it reduced him to a puny wretch beside this mountain of muscle.
He sank to his knees and awaited his orders.
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