Lying in the botton of drake's glass, you try to catch your breath. All around the table, giant men's faces stare down at you, waiting for their next piece of entertainment. You feel like a circus animal, manhandled and used for the giants' entertainment. the world around you is so big, so scary, and you don't have a shred of clothing to protect your dignity.
That's when Drake's giant white fingers come diving into the glass, and claw at your exposed body. The only surfaces to grab onto are wet and slippery, and you're soon dragged from the glass, panicking and struggling.
"Please! Don't hurt me, Master!" You pant, and Drake laughs rauciously with his buddies. His evil grin focuses on you as you're brought towards his lips, so close that you can see each and every freckle on the giant boy's handsome face.
"Relax.. I'm just gonna see how much you like your giant master right now.." He says with that same devious grin. A huge pink tongue snakes out of Drake's mouth and traces your inner thigh, covering you in goosebumps. You tense right up, trying to cover yourself, but you're no match for Drake's big, powerful tongue.
The boys all laugh as Drake's tongue snakes around your package, pushing your weak little hands out of the way with its dripping wet muscle. You shriek, cringing as your body responds to the rubbing of Drake's velvety soft tongue. There's a sudden rise of hooting and laughing as the other men see what's happenign to you. Vulnerable and helpless, you don't even try to fight back as..
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