Conversation with a slave
Conversation with mitsukaisvotary on Mon 17 Dec 2007 01:13:46 AM PST:
Hospitalized
About two or three days ago I decided to play with mitsukaisvotary. I found out that he had a phobia of giving out information on the internet, so I poked at it. First I asked him for his address and company that he worked for, which I already had unbeknownst to him. he started freaking out, and I kept prodding. I continued riding him harder and harder until he completely snapped. he was crying, having a hard time breathing, had chest pains, and eventually puked. Textbook anxiety attacks, although severe.
At this point I changed tactics and started playing “good cop, bad cop” with him. Still prodding him for the information, but also encouraging him that it was for the best and that he would have to do it if he wanted to end the suffering. When he couldn’t take it anymore, and begged me to allow him to go to the ER, I told him that he was having a panic attack and that he should go take a bath and then try to sleep.
I did not hear from him for two day.
When he got online today, he informed me that he’d gone to the hospital where they ran a bunch of tests on him. I berated him for being a moron and instructed him to write a new journal about everything that had happened. It can be found here
The conversation between the two of us from today will be after the livejournal cut and the entry where I mind-fucked him will be a seperate friends-only entry.