It was a different story this morning when I stole an English muffin from the back of the kitchen counter and ate it. The male infidel raged at me this morning, something about having to drive 8 hours just to get them. Perhaps they shouldn't have been so reckless with their valuables in future, after all they know what I am like! I believe the nerdy one felt vindicated, a small sacrifice on my part.
Saturday, 4 July 2009
Day 692 of Captivity
I actually reduced the strange nerdy Infidel to a sniveling heap yesterday afternoon. He had a small memory card in his pocket and just before he went to the bathroom he dropped it onto the floor. I was going to alert him, but thought it would be much more pleasurable to chew it to tiny fragments. I was right, it was indeed pleasurable and made more so when he realised and burst into tears. I felt utter jubilation when the female infidel then berated not me, but the nerdy one, for having left it lying about, because after all he should know what I am like. I lay on the sofa opposite and smirked at him as he sat sullenly throwing me the odd surly look. I thought the nerdy one would implode, as I moved over to him and lay my head on his lap, smirking up at him. He looked positively wretched!