Dungeon Mistress

I don't know how evil overlords do it, but trying to plot out revenge is serious business.
It takes good technical skills and attention to details.Intense knowledge of your antagonist and of course back-up plans.Its' no wonder so many evilous deeds fall through.
Now I am not exactly saying that I demand payback or that schadenfreude is the best way either.But what's left to do when a simple apology is too hard to acquire.
I suddenly yearn for the days of filthy rat- infested dungeons, stink with the smell of sour urine and darkness thicker than a winter fur.I would chain said individual and taunt him with the pitiful last days of his beheading.In my victorian dress no doubt, I would enter clad in corset without my bloomies to give him a smell of his last rites....
....And when did this become a bloody Mills n Boon novel. Selfish,inconsiderate twats must be beheaded! Except when these motives stem from yours truly.

Back to the anger and disgust.If I ever get to sleep at some decent hour, I hope this dream will come true, or just content myself with imagining a bunch of surly men,shitting in his face.But being the type of creep he is, he may have some fetish (which I have been accused of having lately) and enjoy the smell and taste of feces.
Gross,but a long-running and untrue joke- the feces fetish i.e.