"Ok, if you want me to fuck up your little friend, I have no problem with that. But don't think I won't eventually get to you." I tell him that I plan on drawing out my torture on his friend. Then, I drop a filthy cum rag over the car so that Shithead can't see what is going on. I put in another tape of when I had a little fun with a hitchhiker that I taped - hours of fun. Turned it up so that Shithead couldn't focus on my games.
I now lay down totally naked and tip over the jar with Little Punk in it lightly onto my magnificent hairy belly. He is quiet and shaking like a leaf. I stare down at my little victim with my stink eye. In something close to a roar, I tell him, "I am going to shove you up my ass and then when I finally shit you out, I plan on cleaning you off with a hot stream of piss and then breaking all of your bones slowly!" I wink at him and then glance over at the covered car. He seems to relax.
I bring him tenderly to my face and whisper, "Sorry, but your friends fuckin' suck. You are going to be fine - but your friends are toast." He looks a bit sad, but genuinely relieved.
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