After being handing the cigar he knew he had a choice to make. He could walk away, or he could light
After being handing the cigar he knew he had a choice to make. He could walk away, or he could light it up. He knew that smoking it would be the trigger that would put him under, open his mind for his new Owner to do anything he wanted, change and shape him. And deep down he knew it wasn’t a choice as he reached for the lighter. -- source link
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