boiling_water_cat.mp4
[Hide] (7.6MB, 1024x576, 00:47) I beat the shit out of my cat today.
Slapped it until it pissed and shit itself. Pressed it down on the bed by the neck and front legs so it couldn't escape with one hand, and slapped it over and over on the ass with the other, watching as it struggled more and more as the pain from the beating increased. Then I loosened my grip so it would try to escape by leaping ahead, grabbed it midair, then beat it on the face, I did this over and over, I beat it on the face because it was pointing where its face was pointing where it wanted to go and so I beat it until it didn't want to go in the direction the beatings were coming from. Then I flung it as hard as I could on the bed and grabbed it again before it could escape. Whenever it hissed, I'd beat it more on the face until it stopped hissing. Then I got bored, so I grabbed it and flung it against the wall in the room and closed the door. I immediately heard it climb onto the tiny and high window the room has and desperately force itself against it to escape, it managed to, so I closed the window, chased it, and it tried to hide in several places, but every time, I reached it and it would run off to hide somewhere else, and eventually I caught it, and flung it against the wall harder and closed the door again, this time I stayed inside and watched it try to force itself through the window, and I flung a full bottle on it over and over, until it finally managed to open the window and escape, so I closed and locked the window and chased it again, but this time it managed to hide in a very hard to reach place that I couldn't reach, and it knew, because it wouldn't leave it no matter how much I provoked it. I splashed it with water, sprayed it with alcohol, and beat and pushed it with a stick, it growled and hissed but did not leave. So I left and went off to do something else. One hour later, the cat was covered in filth and piss and resting under the sunlight, it didn't try to run away when I approached, only when I grabbed it did it try to but it was too late. This time I carefully carried it to my room, petted it, and dried it off. Quickly, it went from very scared and clearly traumatized to calm and purring. Later today, it did duck a few times when I put my hand near its head, but now it seems to have already forgotten it.