In the jungle,
The mighty jungle,
The lion is feasting on a child that he took from a nearby village. The child's blood flowing down the lion’s massive fangs. Flesh still warm, since the kill was made mere minutes ago. The last thing the unfortunate and unsuspecting child saw, moments before it’s inevitable demise, were the black soulless eyes of the big cat staring down at it from above.
After the feast the lion retreats to his domain where he adds the bones to his ever-growing collection. For his thirst for human flesh and blood shall never be quenched

ball and ♥♥♥♥ torture

balls. nuts even.

♥♥♥♥ and balls