Dark bits.

I was born in the wrong age. 

These times are too permissive, too inclusive

for an old school sadist.

"Swipe left to whip tight

   pussy."

Broke your riding crop? No worries!

Amazon will have another in your cruel hands while her tears are still wet.

I want the house on the hill,

the one young barmaids whisper about at the tavern.

wondering what he really keeps in the cellar, curisioty hardening their nipples like an icy, wet wind.

I want to wear a cape and hunt at night, not read about an "87% primal degradee".

When everyday is Christmas, the eggnog tasts sticky and stale.

No one wants to work for their meals anymore.

I was born in the wrong age.