“Lets just leave him like that so he suffers all night” he says to Michele. you look up at him with sadness and pain in your eyes as you groan from the pain of the wide metal rod up your Assange in your throat. Michele then picks the screwdriver up with you dangling on it and puts it in a cup so it stays up right all night. Your ass ounce again falls to the shaft of the screw driver and you sum what rest your buttcheeks spread on the hilt as your neck and head forced in a looking up position with the end of the screw driver. “Hehe, he looks like a zucchini or a corn dog being impales like that, it’s a shame we can’t do that with our cocks though but we would probably tear him apart” says tyler. “Yeah, ur right but it would be fun. and with that they both walk away from the desk and get in bed to sleep while also ounce in a while looking at your pathetic state. You can’t imagine why they are so cruel to you since you have done nothing wrong to them, they only treat you like their own sex toy for their amusement or their slave.
What’s even worse is that they both do it together and you never tell mom about it in fear of Tyler and Michele doing something even worse to you. You slowly doze off already knowing there is no way to get out of this...
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