little punk seemed the more timid of the group, he looked younger than the others slightly. I kind of liked this lil guy and decided I wanted to keep him around for a while, not for ever mind you, but for a while. He might be a fun pet to play with. I ordered him to strip and was surprised at how fast he obeyed. When he was naked, I picked his clothes up between my finger and thumb and dropped them out the windown of my cab. He won't be needing those anymore, alive or not. He had a nice body, and surprisingly hairy chest, legs and arms. Oh my got the little punk has a hardon, I guess he aint so timid as I thought. Still he is just a pet, not a friend.
I pull ot a pair of handcuffs from my glovebox, nice of the cop to give them to me before he was crushed under my barefoot last week I laugh at the thought of his tiny face as my heel crushed him. I shrink them down nad hold them out to little punk. PUT THEM ON ONE WRIST. I order him. He just looks up at me and gulps, doing as he is told. I then hold him to my nipple ring. I order him to slip the cuffs through the ring and onto his other wrist. He does this and I remove my hand from under his tiny barefeet. He yells as the tug on his arms pulls as he drops. Now my newest pet dangles from my nipple. It pops out erect from the feeling. I always love having human punk jewellry.
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