The camera was left running in a break from filming clips with a slave. I caught him staring at Me, a little too comfortable to be holding eye contact with ME. I do not think so and penetrate My icy gaze burning into his. He does not look away. Instead he just stares dumbly back. I figure this is because largely he is too frightened to break the gaze that I initiated. But I win. I always win. It was too great to not make a clip out of it.
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The camera was left running in a break from filming clips with a slave. I caught him staring at Me, a little too comfortable to be holding eye contact with ME. I do not think so and penetrate My icy gaze burning into his. He does not look away. Instead he just stares dumbly back. I figure this is because largely he is too frightened to break the gaze that I initiated. But I win. I always win. It was too great to not make a clip out of it.