If only that ladder could talk, it could tell you about all the meat that has been strapped to it, what then felt, encountered, suffered, dripped, screamed. It would be a clarion of agony from all the years of torture and degradation in Hell! But it is just a ladder. And Fuckmeat is just...well, fuckmeat.
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