I Would Miss Your Throat

Flaying a man made him laugh, but choking a man made him hard. It was being able to feel their breath escape them. Watching their face turn colors; first red, then purple. Seeing the glazed look in their eye just before the lack of oxygen made them go black. Ramsay liked to hear the struggling coughs and desperate gasping that came with. The closer it was to his ears the more it pleased him.