I get paid to hurt you...
I know all your tender spots, those places that hurt the most and I'm going to dig into them, poke them, prod them, pummel and pound them.
I look at you lying there, so vulnerable, and chuckle to myself knowing you will soon be pushed to the limits of your pain.
Should I use my thumbs? Elbows? Suction cups? Needles?
Should I pull your limbs? Stretch you? Contort and twist you?
The pleasant music sings in a lying lullaby.
I grin and crack my knuckles. Oh where should I begin...?